I’m in my hometown near Detroit.
The boats are on the water, kids are in bathing suits at every lake, and my family is near.
With a Ford in the driveway here, and a Chysler parked in front of my California home, there is nothing I’d like to see more than this city and state revived.
Energy policies, economic incentives. They don’t seem to matter much when you’re helping your sure-of-foot 5-year old down his first wobbly, Michigan dock.
I miss this town. I’m still proud of this town.
I am happy to be home.