Fruitport Old Fashioned Days runs May 23-28. The Memorial Day Parade will begin at 2 p.m.
Steve Negen raised a toast in an emotional farewell as a group of family and friends closed down the 30th annual and last-ever Great Lakes Kite Festival late Sunday afternoon at Grand Haven State Park.
The Tri-Cities Historical Museum recently announced that it has partnered with the creators of the smartphone app Vamonde to offer a series of free historic walking tours throughout the Grand Haven area.
Roughly 60 pieces of Coast Guard and Coast Guard Festival artifacts are featured in the exhibit, including ship models, documents, uniforms and past festival memorabilia.
This weekend’s festival is the last of the big kite shows on Grand Haven’s beach, so be sure to check it out.
Flyers say festival finale doesn't mean the end of kites at Grand Haven beach.
Jess Sory loves to explore the outdoors, and in her role as a naturalist with the Ottawa County Parks, she gets the chance to pass that passion on to others.
A community effort to bring extended paved shoulders for bicyclists who use Lakeshore Drive has been hailed as a success.
The owners of the Paisley Pig restaurant in Grand Haven are proud to feature Michigan products in many of their menu items, including nearly all of their proteins and plenty of produce, as well.
Parade beauties in temporary residence at Nunica-area equestrian facility.
The eighth-grade marching band from Lakeshore Middle School made the trek south to Holland on Thursday, May 10, to perform in the Tulip Time Kinderparade.
The campaign by public health advocates against sugar-sweetened sodas may have had an unintended consequence: Teens are drinking more sugar-sweetened sports drinks.
Race around Grand Haven to help rebuild the Imagination Station!
Mother’s Day is coming soon. Make mom this quick and easy dinner or make it for anytime. Avocado and roast beef wrapped in a flour tortilla create a simple dinner. No need to turn on the stove for this wrap and salad.
Lunchmeat must’ve been how my food adventures began. Childhood breakfasts were poured from boxes, with dinners forged in my working mom’s wok, but lunch brought a certain kind of freedom. At its heart were layers of thinly sliced mysteries.