With five kids it was a rare treat for our family to eat at a restaurant, even while traveling. We became very familiar with picnics at roadside parks along our route between the Detroit area and the Upper Peninsula.
I don’t know how Mom managed to pack clothing for seven people and food in boxes and a big old cooler into our family sedan—we never had a station wagon. Four siblings lined up in the back seatn and one lucky kid got to sit on the front bench between two cigarette-smoking parents (actually, for a while Dad smoked those little Eric cigars before he gave up the habit). We were like sardines; there was no room for any sort of diversionary device, except a book, comic books, or a notepad. I think we had an Etch-A-Sketch, too.
Magically, we usually happened on a roadside park about a minute before we faced a major meltdown. We knew we had time to stretch and get some fresh air while Mom got our lunch together.
It never occurred to me, as we pumped water at the well, held our noses to use the outhouse, and piled onto the picnic table to chow down on our bologna sandwiches, celery sticks and hardboiled eggs, that we were enjoying the creation of a Michigan man.
It was Herbert Larson, a University of Michigan graduate and engineer who became manager of the highway department. In 1918 he came up with the idea of preserving forest land along the highways and providing a rest area with picnic tables for motorists who were beginning to discover the joys of road travel. The following year the first roadside park opened on US-2, about 4 miles east of Iron River. It is credited as being the first such site in the nation.
Today Michigan has more than 80 roadside parks and many scenic turnouts. Pretty and peaceful little stops. Instead of a fast food stop, next time pack a picnic and enjoy.
Another Pure Michigan invention.