I found this in “my archives” during the Michigan visit:
The Yes M!ch!gan Map!
Oh, I remember when soft drinks used to come with maps. I remember a couple weeks ago, sundown in the deep south, when my Verizon Wireless Navigator was bugging out on us and we had to use last years atlas to get us back on the highway.
In case you haven’t caught some of my previous posts - I love maps. I love maps of malls, museums, battlegrounds, college campuses, and airports. I have a habit of saving them and it makes for a cluttered life. I would scan and put them in digital storage but you know how small scanner beds are and how big maps can be.
This has been a lifelong interest and I find that like wine, maps get better with age. Think old globes, think USSR, think colonialism.
I like the idea that something we see as a factual reference document can turn to a piece of radical disinformation in a matter of years.
Just look at THIS MAP JACKPOT OF A SITE and see how people used to think California was an island. I think we may rediscover that they were right in 2012.
What I really like is to combine my map obsession with my commitment to snail mail so I am always on the lookout for postcard maps. I found this postcard at a BP in Indiana recently:
Apparently it is from The Hoosier Heritage Quilt. I found that out at Indiana University’s Historic Maps of Indiana Site. Cool, huh?
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