Kalamazoo

Now, I’m a single mom living just outside Kalamazoo with my teenage son and daughter.

In his novel Slouching Towards Kalamazoo, Peter DeVries wrote, “There is nothing like calamity to make us forget our troubles.”

He teaches at Northwestern University and lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan.

This was the classic complaint of the innocents abroad of other days, whether they hailed from Kensington or Kalamazoo.

Here, certainly, Kalamazoo is baffled and must halt and bite its pen.

They cussed the Cunard Company from hell to breakfast out Kalamazoo way for that scandalous oversight.

In this mill was sawed the lumber to build the first store at Bronson, now Kalamazoo.

So at the railroad station we are faced with the sign, "Kalamazoo, the home of celery."