A house of bones — but nobody is quite sure to whom they belong.

One of Detroit’s oldest blues clubs stands in defiance of the passage of time and the city’s shifting fortunes.

This scenic overlook commemorates the tragic death of a soon-to-be-married lumberjack.

A preserved stump is all that remains of the once-mighty hardwood.

This tribute to a local man towers within a quaint lakeside park.

Easily overlooked in favor of the wineries that dot the region, this blast from the past is equally worth the visit.

Located in a Civil War era building, this café is engrained with the spirit of Edgar Allen Poe.

A museum dedicated to the dead and the tools used to usher them into the afterlife.

Unique Michigan homes look like something out of Tolkien's "The Lord of the Rings."