Your Life is a SnowGlobe.

(The small town of Greenville, Michigan (pop: 10,000). I lived here from 1992-1998).

Michigan was well, Michigan. Both brothers had very life changing experiences. The older one John was married and flew off to Hawai'i..honeymooning now..the younger one Dave flew over with me after spending 6 months in S. California (the longest both of us had been away)..seeing for the first time in his life what Michigan really was...and in some cases what it really wasn't. I can't tell you when exactly it "hit" me (sometime in college), or how it even happened..but it did, just like it happened to Dave. "I can't believe I used to have so much fun partying here [MSU]...we're in the middle of cornfields". "Why are there so many domestic cars?""The air is so crisp""The trees are so Green"...

One thing is for sure, when it does hit, it's for real and there's really no going back. Heading back is always sort of a culture shock for me, interesting times spent relating to some of my family that hasn't really left the State, so it was nice to be able to share those experiences with Dave...his eyes are opened a bit wider now. If I could just get him to see the US in the same light as he sees Michigan..an outside perspective, for what it really is, and not for what we're constantly being told it is ...that task is a bit more difficult, but we have time, and he's open minded..

Anyway, I digress, Michigan for me was relaxing..it was and always will be where I spent the majority of my time growing up, where my roots are, where an establishment called the Peanut Barrel pushes 2 dollar shots of jack on you at 1pm on (Monday's Special), where it's so quiet you can hear the wind, where I can read anyone like a book and speed down the highway as fast as I desire..