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When the weather makes national news, a place called Hell, Mich, is likely to get into it somehow. Last winter editors were not above informing their readers that Hell had frozen over. In the midst of last week's heat wave the Associated Press supplied its members with an item to the effect that Hell was fairly roasting...
There is no Hell in Michigan and officially there never was one.* In 1841 Storekeeper George Reeves and his brother-in-law, Timothy Allison, of Pinckney, Mich., bought a nearby section on a lake, set some 75 men to work building a dam, mill, distillery, house and store. Shortly after the distillery started, the Government ordered revenue stamps on whiskey. According to one legend, Squire Reeves snorted: "This is hell!" According to another, Squire Reeves, when asked to name his community, replied: "I don't care what you call it; call it Hell if you like." In any case...
Only one of New York City's five boroughs on the U. S. mainland is The Bronx. Between it and Manhattan Island flows the sludgy little Harlem River. Between it and Queens on Long Island churns Hell Gate, connecting East River with Long Island Sound.* Until last week there was no way, except for a feeble ferry, for motorists on the mainland to reach Long Island without passing through Manhattan. This traffic gap was then closed by the ceremonious opening of a $60,300,000 collection of viaducts and spans called the Triborough Bridge...
...Deal millions. Made New York City's Fusion Park Commissioner in 1934, he worked out the essential chain of highways tying the bridge into Long Island's great parkway system and East Side Manhattan traffic. The heart of the Triborough begins with a suspension bridge across Hell Gate to Wards Island, whence the elevated highway turns north to Randalls Island. There occurs the Y's split, one arm reaching across the Harlem River on the world's biggest (but not heaviest) lift bridge to Manhattan, the other crossing The Bronx Kills to the mainland by means...
Oldtimers in Pinckney, which serves as Hi-Land Lake's post office, still call it Hell, still think jokes about it funny. An old favorite: "My grandfather helped raise Hell." Last week, Pinckney, with 102°, boasted that it was 2° "hotter'n Hell...