Greetings from Chicago! My New Orleans adventure is complete until fall, and I am on my way home to Ann Arbor, stopping in what I call my ancestral city, at least on my mother’s side.
My grandparents lived here after emigrating from Riga, Latvia in the 1910s. My mother lived here in the 1940s, and I lived here on from 2010-12 while I led the Changing Gea…
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