For the parents among us, there’s perhaps no more paralyzing a fear than the thought of losing a child, and yet this sort of agony is experienced silently and often in our bustling community. The need to grieve was what inspired Plymouth residents Deb Oppel and Renee Wixon to act.
Constructed in the late 1970s, the Four Seasons Mall near Highway 169 and Rockford Road is one of the older, mostly vacated buildings in Plymouth. While some enjoy the vintage physique, others say it’s time for Four Seasons to get a facelift.
Looking for a refreshing summer beverage? Mike Moe, assistant manager at the Cellars Wine and Spirits, recommends St. Germain Gin and Tonic. Made from fresh-picked elderflowers, Moe says the French liqueur St.
Pride in bettering the Plymouth community once again led to a record-breaking number of volunteers in 2011. Last year more than 1,800 of you donated more than 27,000 hours of your personal time for a variety of causes.
Long before organized sports leagues came to the city, local ladies formed a softball league of their own. “We played whenever we could!” says Genevieve Lane, noting the lack of athletic options for women in 1936. “Everyone who wanted to play was welcomed to the team.”
There was a time when riding bikes was considered a kid’s activity, something to be abandoned on the way to “responsible” adulthood. But in recent years, as Americans have followed the example of Europeans, cycling has become a lifelong, year-round pursuit.
Sisters and brothers, while they might sometimes drive us crazy, are the ones with whom we'll have life's longest relationships. Sharing the same parents creates a bond that runs deep, and in the case of three local restaurateurs, going into business together tightened that bond even further.