Autumns isn’t usually a time when I receive many postcards as people don’t tend to travel. But my mother recently went on a tour of Ontario and Michigan to see the fall colours. I received this postcard from her trip to Mackinac Island in Michigan.
I’ve wanted to go to Mackinac for years as it’s so historic – it’s where Canadian and British troops defeated the Yanks during the War of 1812’s Battle of Mackinac Island – and unique – no cars allowed and the site of the world’s longest porch!
The postcard below is of the dining room of the famous Grand Hotel. But the image doesn’t do the hotel justice (see better photos here). In fact, it is a contender for my boring postcards gallery.
Just saying Dining Room in French, doesn’t make it more elegant. Neither does their over-the-top prose:
“A stroll through Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island Michigan is always a feast for the senses, but no one place in the the hotel so lavishly indulges the senses as the main dining room. The Salle a Manger is an impressive 3,400 square-foot room that can comfortably seat over 750 gues in a delightful atmosphere.”
“Hi! Don’t say I don’t send you postcards! Ha! Ha! Love mom.”
I’ve been to Hell before – in the Cayman Islands. I’ve also met people who make any space they occupy Hell. But I have never been to Hell in the United States.
But I know someone who has been to Hell, USA (it’s in Michigan) and sent me a postcard – just this week in fact:
Here’s the other side of Hell:
“Greetings from Hell! It seems like every time we visit relatives in Michigan, we have to go through Hell and back. It’s warm but there’s swimming and boating!”
If you know of any other Hells, I’d be diabolically gleeful to receive any postal souvenirs.
We’ve been having a more miserable-than-usual winter here (as I may have mentioned once or twice or twenty times). The furnace on our place has been working so hard that it is conking out. So I thought what we need in Toronto is a giant stove like they have in Detroit. In fact, we need the world’s largest stove:
In researching this awesome big thing, I discovered that just a few years after it was rebuilt, the stove burned down in 2011. Sadly, it has not been rebuilt. For more on the history of the giant stove, check out the back side. The caption is likely the longest caption in the Collection.
“The Michigan Stove and State Fair
When the Michigan Stove Company and the Detroit Stove Company merged to become the Detroit-Michigan Stove Company in 1927, they moved Detroit’s giant stove to 6900 East Jefferson Avenue, just west of the Belle Isle Bridge. There it stood until 1965, when it made its first appearance on the Michigan State Fairgrounds. The decaying stove was dismantled and placed in storage in 1974. In 1998, MIchigan State Fair management rallied corporations, labour unions, and individuals to put this unique Detroit landmark back together. The carefully restored symbol of nineteenth-century Detroit industry was unveiled on the eve of the grand opening of the 150th Michigan State Fiar, August 24, 1998. Painted to look like metal, the wood structure weights 15 tons, measures 35 feet high, 30 feet long and 20 feet wide.”
“Man I’m glad I’m not really stopping here… gotta go catch my plan… man stamps are hard to buy at an airport.”
The Easter Bunny will soon be coming. While his sweet treats thrill my daughter, my wife and I are less thrilled with aftermath of our kid’s Easter sugar overdose.
Here’s a postcard to get you ready for that special somebunny who’s coming:
Here’s the reverse side:
“Ah scenic Detroit. The airport has a monorail that’s about it for excitement. On th way to Fort Myers, Florida for a couple of weeks. Hope the move went well and you’re getting settled into the new place. Happy bunnies!”
So today is the first day of Spring, but you’d never know it in frosty Toronto. But theoretically the warm weather and spring flowers should soon be coming. Tulips are among the first flowers to pop up in this part of North America, so I thought I’d share these postcards to encourage the arrival of spring.
They are from Holland, Michigan – famous for its Dutch experiences, such as these:
Caption on reverse side:
“DUTCH CHILDREN – Authentically dressed in their native costume, these smiling youngsters pose amid a beautiful tulip bed a the Wooden Shoe Factory, Holland, Michigan. The annual Tulip Festival at Holland is a gala burst of Tulips and colorful Costumes.”
I have been to Holland in Europe and I never saw children dressed like this. But I haven’t been to Holland, Michigan so I can’t really comment on whether these children are “authentically dressed in their native costume”. I can comment on the creepy dolls the two girls are holding. I thought they were authentic Dutch children at first, so thankfully Holland isn’t a Stepford Valley of the Dolls.
Here’s another from Holland:
Caption on reverse side:
“Veldheer’s Tulip Gardens Holland, Michigan
Located 4 miles north of the city on U.S. 31. Veldheer’s takes pride in being one of Michigan’s leading bulb growers. Visitors enjoy seeing and photographing acres of outstanding varieties and colors of tulips and may order bulbs for home planting. ”
This little Dutch boy is definitely cute, but it would be much cuter if he had is finger in a dyke.