Detroit

now browsing by tag

 
 

Spring

It’s the first day of spring, time for me to reawaken from my winter hiatus. Not that it’s exactly t-shirt and shorts weather just yet. It’s been a brutal winter. Spring is going to take awhile to fully get here. Out with the Big Guy and the Medium Guy thisRead More …

Share

Detroit Bankrupt? Duh, Ya Think?

The door that’s been open for much too long was finally kicked in today. Judge Rhodes declared the D is eligible for Chapter 9 bankruptcy. Gee, what a surprise. And it only took 5 months and several million dollars to figure that out. Not blaming the judge, mind you. HeRead More …

Share

Yellow is the Color of Foreclosure

It’s that time of year again. Out and about with the Big Dudes, I spot yellow plastic bags stapled to door frames and porch rails, stuck on stakes in empty lots. Detroit is collecting its trash in the form of burned out houses and overgrown lots, more auction material noRead More …

Share

Diary of an Abandoned House

It sat on a fenced-in corner lot, a nice looking, pseudo-brick house, 2, maybe 3 bedroom, complete with a garage bordering the alley, if Detroit still had working alleys that is. Not sure what to call them now. Empty Space formerly known as Alley? Two majestic pines dominate the frontRead More …

Share

I Know Where The Brain-Dead Go

I’ve known for awhile where at least some of the brain-dead people go: they either run for office in, or go to work for, the city of Detroit. The fact that the Detroit Water and Sewerage Department hires the brain-dead was confirmed today when three, count em, THREE (3) employeesRead More …

Share

In Like A Lion

It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a place with four distinct seasons. Albuquerque came closest, I guess, with its five minutes of Spring and Fall separating its bitter, mile-high Winter and its blistering, brain-melting Summer. Back in Detroit. Think I’ve mentioned that before. Here there are fourRead More …

Share

Fire and Rain

The moon is nearing full. I can see it outside my bedroom window. Clear sky. Cold. Back in Detroit. Back home. Who would believe that shit? Look down upon me, Jesus. This city is in the toilet. Is that the way it should be? Seen fire. Seen rain. Detroit inRead More …

Share

A City of Two Tails

I’ve been back in Detroit exactly a month and a day. A few folks I know, mostly my relatives, wonder if I’m crazy. My son even asked me if I’d gone senile. Well, crazy yes, but then I’ve always been a bit crazy. Senile? Who knows. Could be. Detroit hasRead More …

Share

A Walk In The Woods

This is what it will be like one day: structures overgrown, concrete covered, steel encased in living wood. The cars rushing to join the commute on I-96, the airliners out of Detroit Metro won’t even be memories, the metal will rust, the plastic turn brittle and disintegrate, the concrete crumbleRead More …

Share

No More Nothing To Do

Don Watts, a long time friend, once said to me that owning a home means never having nothing to do. That’s especially true if the house you buy has been sitting vacant for a number of years. The one I’m sitting in at the moment, listening to rainwater drip intoRead More …

Share

Never Say Never

The title of this post is a bit of a contradiction, not to mention a bit cliche, but, as far as sound advice goes, it has its salient points. Back in late 81 – or was it early 82? Winter in any event – I packed up the last ofRead More …

Share

Finn

Back when I was a wee lad, oh so many years ago, the nearest library was a mile away from my home, at the corner of Burt Road and Finkell Street in Detroit. In my child’s mind it was a vast stone building gleaming white as the heart of aRead More …

Share