Michael Moore knows a lot more than I about Michigan. Not that I don’t know stuff, Autorama, Blueberry Hill, Huckleberry Railroad. Among places I plan to see again (at a safe social distance, the insanity is contagious) is Greenfield Village (sacrilegious in my family, Buick through and through), Painted Rocks, tea on the porch of the Grand Hotel…
Anyway, I escaped and Michael Moore did not so I count him remarkably sane, considering.