Maple Grove Township was a municipal township in southeastern Cheboygan County, Michigan. After it was learned that there were only 5 people in the township in the early 1940s, Maple Grove became part of Forest Township in the autumn of 1942.
Other articles related to "michigan":
... He claimed to have been born in Spring Lake, Michigan in 1871, but his gravestone says 1869 and census reports state that he was born in Canada in 1867 ... He was raised in Michigan, where he began drawing at an early age ... sent him to Cleary's Business College in Ypsilanti, Michigan to learn to be a businessman ...
... There were 444 households out of which 30.0% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 67.3% were married couples living together, 6.8% had a female householder with no husband present, and 23.2% were non-families. 20.3% of all households were made up of individuals and 8.6% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older ...
... Route 12 in Michigan US 12 is now the only U.S ... As from the earliest days of its existence, US 12 enters Michigan from Indiana, southwest of New Buffalo and continues to the old junction of US 12 ... On May 4, 2004, the Michigan Department of Transportation (MDOT) designated 209 miles (336 km) of US-12 from New Buffalo to Detroit as a Historic Heritage Route ...
... of metropolitan Detroit The Bureau of Economic Analysis estimated Michigan's 2004 gross state product at $372 billion ... In May 2009, Michigan's unemployment rate rose to 14.1%, the highest in the nation during the recession ... Michigan is the third leading grower of Christmas trees with 60,520 acres (24,492 ha) of land dedicated to Christmas tree farming ...
Famous quotes containing the words maple and/or grove:
“Unloved, that beech will gather brown,
This maple burn itself away;
Unloved, the sun-flower, shining fair,
Ray round with flames her disk of seed,
And many a rose-carnation feed
With summer spice the humming air;”
—Alfred Tennyson (18091892)
“Worry and brown desk
Stain it by infusion. There arent enough tags at the end,
And the grove is blind, blossoming, but we are too porous to hear it.”
—John Ashbery (b. 1927)