I am a product of Detroit. My family traces our roots back to when Cadillac established the city of my birth.
I grew up in the city. I went to school there. Detroit formed me and crafted my understanding of the world. Decades ago, I found this notebook at a drugstore:

It is a treasure. It reminds me of the hope, promise and troubles of Detroit.
It was in Detroit that my progressive liberal values were formed, tested and hard-wired into my soul.
I have now been away from Detroit for most of my life—another domestic economic immigrant moving about America. It is a common story.
I’m from a large family and most siblings are still living within the city limits. I will be up to visit in a few weeks.
When I listened to President Obama this morning, for the first time in decades, I felt hope for Motown.
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