I am from Michigan. It's hard to name one favorite, but I'd have to say The Stand. What's yours?
Aunt Doty? Waaa! Heh! Just kidding...another Michigander-er here. Mitten or Yooper? Be a hoot if we were both from the Copper Country, hey? There was this once I'm walking on the UF campus, late at night, around Christmas, heading for the ATM over at the Union. Dark...campus is deserted, students gone home for Christmas and me living a late-trailer payment life without a trailer. Car approaches from behind, slows, keeps pace. I stop, look at the rolled-down window, can't see anything because it is dark. Lady on the passenger side asks me something and I ask her to repeat it. Then the driver says something and I took a step back...his voice was familiar...and I raised up and squinted at the dark trying to remember his name...Calderon! I say. Silence from the car...driver's door pops open after the lady issues a bark of surprise, the driver's voice what did he say? Anyway, turns out this was a shipmate from when I was in service...we'd lost our ship together this once in Long Beach a number of years earlier...he was from Texas, me from Michigan, stationed in California, we meet again in Floria. What are the odds? How's Billy Joe, the boy with the red hair?