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DDC 50: Day 49, Day In Detroit

November 07, 2004

Dad, Uncle Kevin and I headed out the Macomb-lands south to bowels of Detroit. "Memory Lane" sort of stuff for dad, as he spent his youth downtown working, playing and well, doing all sorts of other tomfoolery.Detroit is a study in extremes. You get the sense that the city is trying hard to recover, to rebuild. But then, you turn a corner and the street is completely bombed out and dead. From beauty to dead, and well, just about that quick.Dad had a story for each place we checked out.The place I remember most is Great Lakes Steel. Mom and I would wait in the parking lot for dad to get off his shift. He'd walk down a set of steps and I'd see him and go apeshit. I remember it as if it was yesterday. I was three.I snapped 100+ pics of old buildings, signs and textures...a little photo archive of a bluebird Detroit day.I found myself wondering what it would be like to live there. I was born there. I have a connection, albeit faint. I was made in Detroit.

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