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We were back on the road again on a Friday night… and of course, this was the one Friday where work ran late. Lately, things at FedEx Freight had been pretty smooth. Easy runs, getting out between 4:30 and 5:30, nothing too crazy. But not this day. The Greenville route …
The drive home is always the hardest part. Not because of the miles or the time in the car, but because of what it means… It means the trip is over. It means the beach days are behind you. It means you are heading straight back into real life, whether …
We drove all the way from Michigan to Gulf Shores, Alabama, with a pretty simple goal in mind… get out of the cold, find some sunshine, and spend a week at the beach. After months of gray skies, freezing temperatures, and everything that comes with a Midwest winter, spring break …
We left Grand Rapids for Spring Break with a simple plan: point the car south and make our way to Gulf Shores, Alabama, for the week. Eight-plus hours of driving on Friday, another long stretch on Saturday, and somewhere along the way, we’d settle into vacation mode. What we didn’t …
We left Grand Rapids on Thursday morning, thinking this would be a pretty standard travel volleyball weekend. Three days of games, a different city, and hopefully some decent weather. By the time we got back home Sunday night, it felt more like a mini spring break mixed with volleyball, college …
We were back on the road again, less than a week after our travel volleyball trip to Milwaukee, WI. Another volleyball weekend. Another hotel. Another set of gym chairs that somehow all look the same, no matter what city you are in. This time it was Pontiac, Michigan. Only about …
We left Grand Rapids on Friday afternoon, thinking this was going to be a volleyball weekend. By the time we got home Monday night, it had turned into something bigger than that. A championship run. A migraine lesson at age fifty. And a quiet internal wrestling match with a casino …
Heading East in the Heart of a Michigan Winter January in Michigan has a way of lowering expectations almost immediately. After a full week of brutally cold temperatures and snowfall every single day in West Michigan, we fully expected the drive from Grand Rapids to the Detroit area to be …
Every year, fathers and sons across the Midwest pack up their pickup trucks and head north… a pilgrimage fueled by coffee, Mountain Dew, YouTube Music on the radio, and a few unnecessary stops along the way. This year, it was my son, Ethan, and I making the trip to northern …
It was already dark on Thursday night when my son, Ethan, and I pulled up to the cottage on Hamlin Lake that our family rented for Labor Day weekend. My wife and my other two kids had arrived a few hours earlier and already started settling into our quaint little …