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Coming home from overseas in Sept 1967, I knew nothing about the July riots that razed much of the city until I got on a local bus from the airport. The fires were out, but the hate was still raging. There's no way to express the malevolence felt on that ride back. I thought that I had screwed up badly and should have stayed gone. I started planning to go west before I got off that bus.
I still have family in Detroit and other Michigan parts, so go back on occasion, but after doing time at the U of Mich in Ann Arbor, I was permanently out. Alaska seemed far enough to work.
Today, the city is much different -- and still the same, IMO.
This is clipped from a San Fran Chronicle article. It gives a level look at history, compared to today, a half century later.
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Topic - Detroit, 50 years later. - free.ranger 08:22:04 07/16/17 (0)