Stereotypes and Detroit5:13 PM
Last week I invited a friend to go with me to a play in downtown Detroit. It was at an outdoor park in the late evening. They declined because of how dangerous they felt it would be. No offense to them but I was a bit offended. The show was actually amazing and we met some really cool people standing in line.
Anyways, growing up I heard about this paradise neighborhood that my parents grew up in in Detroit. If you'd like to hear a bit about this paradise, check out this article, Detroit Was the Best, from the New Yorker. Did I mention the author grew up on the same street as my mom just a few years (possibly 10) younger than my mom.
Here's the house she grew up in. See the leaves dangling in the foreground of the picture? My grandpa planted that tree!
Here's the community center all the kids went to.
Here's the elementary school both my mother and the author of the article attended.
And here's two other amazing houses I snapped some pictures of.
According to my mom's childhood tales, this one is haunted! I'm totally in love with it though
Too bad none of the houses were for sale or I'd probably try and internet stalk it and buy it.
Across the road, in a different neighborhood, my dad grew up in an equally interesting house.