It's an unlikely love story: I moved to South East Michigan about 4 years ago for grad school and ended up sticking around. In that time I fell in love with Detroit.
Each time I go to the city to volunteer or check out the sights, I’m inspired by the people who insist that Detroit is a great city, despite all the negative press. People who believe that Detroit’s hard times are an opportunity for transformation rather than a death knell.
Detroit’s phoenix-from-the-ashes attitude reminds me of my former home in New Orleans, where people also love and believe in their city, and work hard for positive change.
My affection for the city has me contemplating a move from my lovely, comfortable home in a safe, quaint college town to the city limits of Detroit. I’ve been talking about it for a few months now, and spent the past weekend scoping out the Detroit neighborhood where I plan to make my new home.
Detroit is a little different from New Orleans in that there are even more stretches of urban blight, unlit streets, neglect and abandonment. I’ve been aware of that for some time, but something about my last visit that struck me as extra desolate. Could've been the pouring rain. Maybe it was the security guy at the restaurant, on watch to keep the cars from being vandalized. Maybe it was the weight of so many foreclosed and abandoned homes in the otherwise fine neighborhood where I am planning to move to. Maybe it was even more negative press about Detroit’s city council hitting the national news.
Whatever the reason, I found myself having doubts by Sunday evening, questioning my decision to go to a place where so many have left.
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