Twentysomething: 'Boston' son reclaims origins

At some point over the last six years, my dad started introducing me as his son "from Boston." My Traverse City credentials are impeccable: I was born at Munson. I grew up on the numbered streets of Central Neighborhood. I spent countless Friday nights at Thirlby Field. I worked at -- and recycled most of my earnings to -- the now defunct local institution New Moon Records. I was there when the "new mall" opened. My name rhymes with cherry. I am Traverse City!....more>>