Stories about Indian Hill
Around 1989, I learned that I could look older enough to drink if I ordered scotch. I was trying to blend into the Detroit Yacht Club bar scene when I met Beth Sacks, the wife of the new director of the Detroit Institute of Arts. She and I had both just moved to Detroit from more 'nature filled' places. I grew up in between Atwood and Norwood (aka near Charlevoix) on acres of natural and planted christmas trees.
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