I grew up in Michigan loving the Wolverines. I remember Saturday afternoons throughout my childhood, watching Michigan games with my Dad. Later, my first time watching a game live in the Big House was nothing short of spectacular. Watching the players pour from the tunnel out onto the field, I first felt the awe of Michigan’s incredible tradition of excellence. It was also when I first fell in love with the Michigan helmet. I started collecting bit by bit, first in high school and then more in college, long before collecting became popular. Throughout the years since, I have gained a deeper and deeper appreciation for Michigan’s wings, the most recognizable helmet in the college game, and for the history and tradition that surrounds it and the team that wears it into battle.
I earned my M.A. in Curriculum and Instruction from Eastern Michigan University and now live in Florida, working in the Palm Beach County School District in the transition of high school students.
I still remember the snowy, January evening in 1989 when I unexpectedly received a personal phone call from an admissions officer at the University of Michigan and was told that I’d been accepted. From that moment, there was no double — I was a Wolverine. My years as an undergrad in Ann Arbor were grueling at times, but I look back at them with deep fondness, too, because of the things that I learned, the experiences that I enjoyed, and the many terrific people that made my collegiate experience what it was. I pursued writing through my studies there and, later, fell in love with photography. I've combining the two passions on various projects ever since.
I’ve always loved Michigan’s “look” — the colors, the design, and the traditions carried by them. Working with my brother James on this project gave me the chance not only to celebrate those traditions, but also to photograph many of my favorite places on my favorite campus in the world.