Wexford County Civic Center

The Wexford County Civic Center is an indoor arena located in Cadillac, Michigan. It currently seats up to 1,800 in retractable bleachers for sporting events and up to 2,700 for concerts. An ice arena and the county fairgrounds are nearby.

The Civic Center, which resembles a gymnasium more than an arena, features 20,000 square feet (2,000 m2) of space and can also be used for trade shows, conventions, banquets, circuses and other events. Currently the locker rooms at the Civic Center are undergoing renovations.

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