Today is my father’s birthday, I just got off the phone with him to say happy 94th birthday, dad! This got me thinking about my roots way back up north. I dug into my very extensive archives and pulled this photo down from my cloud storage. This photo isn’t near where I lived but it is the same bumpy ass road, complete with those ridiculous plops of asphalt the road crews throw in those craters. Snow, rain, ice. Freezing and thawing all work together to destroy our Michigan roads! Happy birthday, Dad, I love you!