About the Author
As the youngest child in a good Catholic family, literally born on the dining room table in a two-family flat on Detroit’s Lower Eastside, innovation trumped poverty. Lacking funds for basic entertainment, Michael’s Mother handled every inquiry, no matter the subject matter, by ripping off a large piece of a McClellan Market brown paper shopping bag and slapping it down on that same table, along with the stubby remnant of a number two lead pencil and said, “Why don’t you write about that?”
Realizing that education was the only way to escape the neighborhood, Michael worked his way through Sacred Heart Seminary High School ’67; Monteith College at Wayne State University ’71; and night school at the Detroit College of Law ’80. His entire educational experience occurred within a half-mile radius of downtown Detroit.
His writings reflect the seedy underside of inner-city living and the humor used to cope with it.
An attorney for forty years, Michael lives with his wife in northern Michigan.
