I remember Detroit a little. My mom, now 95, grew up there and we didn’t leave until she was in her early forties. She tells me wonderful stories, and she still deeply yearns for it as it was.
I was very small when we left in 1965 but I do remember having a great childhood there. My mom is 92 and she grew up in Chicago but moved there with my dad in 1954 when the city was a powerhouse. My memories are good but 1967 killed it all...then came the infamous Mayor Coleman (Marbles in his mouth) Young and that was it, finito.