Thank you for the wonderful tribute to growing up in Ann Arbor, especially in Orchard Hills. I would have been a few years younger; my family lived on Bluett, just one lot over from the corner of Antietam. I recall walking past Thurston Pond on the way to school, then later to Clague Middle School. I spent countless hours fishing that pond, and just as many skating on it in the winter. We threw snowballs at the city bus; played countless hours of backyard football and whiffle ball; trekked up to the mall that had the drug store and an ice cream place. (And wasn’t there some place called Boljoes, or some such?!)

At any rate, thanks for the dose of nostalgia.