Young lovers running off to get married is not a new thing, or in any way a Detroit thing, but I was amused as well as intrigued  to learn that Jeffrey’s paternal uncle – Papa’s older brother George – had chosen Ohio to run away to in 1943.

Jeffrey’s father would sometimes tell me stories about his childhood in depression-era Detroit, Michigan; one was about his older brother running off with the lodger to get married, something their mother was furious about. What he didn’t tell me (or know?) is that the pair ran across the state line and lied about their ages do do it! Continue reading Eloping to . . . Ohio? Lies on a marriage license →