1968 Detroit Tigers: Accessible Heroes

My 13-year-old sister Claudia became something of a celebrity stalker in 1968, when every kid in my family and on our block was obsessed with baseball and the Detroit Tigers, who were in a heated pennant race and would go on the win the World Series. One summer afternoon, she jumped on her purple Schwinn... Continue Reading →

Stinkbugs, Ticks and Community Spirit

As soon as I spotted the brown tick on the white comforter on my bed, I texted my neighbors Jeannie and Stacey. “Ugh. Ticks are back,” I wrote. “Damn it,” replied Jeannie. “I thought about them the last couple of days and wondered. Was it on you or Rosie?” The tick likely came from my... Continue Reading →

Detroit Journal: St. Genevieve and #MeToo

My 14-year-old niece Julia has been absorbed by the story of St. Genevieve, a Catholic nun who lived in the fourth century and successfully faced down Attila the Hun as he and his hordes threatened Paris. Julia chose “Genevieve” as her confirmation name, a Catholic tradition that is part of Confirmation, a sacrament that signals... Continue Reading →

2017 SPJ Detroit Award Winner

"Anita Lienert is a master storyteller, using all of the skills she acquired as a reporter to weave together remembrances of Detroit that are both personal and provocative. This is a true blog, taking readers on a journey beyond quotes and facts and into territory they can feel. Whether writing with style and substance about... Continue Reading →

Detroit Journal: A Babushka Easter

I always ended up with garlic breath after digging into my Easter basket as a kid. That’s because unlike American-style baskets, which were filled with chocolate bunnies and jelly beans, mine had a distinctly Polish flavor. My Polish grandmother, whose day job was running a little bar for Detroit factory workers on Michigan Avenue, always... Continue Reading →

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