Frank Brewster: What do you get when you combine a copywriter with a penchant for sad songs, good beer and sunglasses? Bob Dylan. Frank is no Bob Dylan. Frank is a Chicago boy, who is viewing Grand Rapids through fresh eyes, an open heart and sometimes an iPhone camera. Frank also hates referring to himself in the third person, but John enjoys it, so Frank will oblige. When not writing about the city on the Grand River, Frank can be found looking for soul 45s in thrift stores, designing influential pieces of print collateral, painting pictures, running wild and listening to John Coltrane on a Victorian porch.