If the cost of spreading love is occasionally getting taken advantage of, I’m okay with that.
Nick Meekhof (’15) graduated with a major in writing and a minor in geography. A farmer for the first twenty-three years of his life, Nick currently works for the Michigan Department of Agriculture. When he’s not traversing the state conducting orchard inspections, he can be found exploring the rivers, forests, and small towns all throughout the Great Lakes State. His current goals include kayaking one hundred Michigan rivers, swimming in Lake Michigan during every month of the year, and visiting as many Michigan breweries as possible.
I understand those who feel that respect must be earned in order to be given, but that stance won’t end any Cold Wars.
Like a tube of toothpaste gettin’ squeezed out,
The rest of that dishwasher slowly eased out
Getting into the river was a comically tedious process. Everything was covered in a foot of snow, and the banks were mostly iced-over.
This is also the first time I ever took ibuprofen.
The Pine required constant vigilance and dexterity; every second taken to observe bald eagles or apply sunscreen came with a price: frantic paddling and overcorrection.
After one too many flings into the pond, rainy nights left outside, and one malicious dirt-biking incident involving my older cousin Adam, Dort looked like your typical horror movie puppet.
This is where I ultimately decide I could not be Amish; I simply love travel and experiences too much.