In Michigan, a certain feeling fills the air in the autumn months that is nearly indescribable. It is the feeling of aging and nostalgia, of cold nights from before, and it’s the feeling of all things coming to an end. Such a backdrop is perfect for examining the metaphorical loss in Hemingway’s short story “The Three-Day Blow.” For this post, we are going to discuss Hemingway’s short story as it relates to this ending and how the permeation of Michigan fall make that feeling all the more tangible, real, and emotional.