I’m a Detroiter at heart. I wasn’t born there and I’ve lived in other cities for long stretches but Detroit is the first place I remember. It’s where my memories begin and in some instances end. I met some of my dearest friends within the city limits of the Motor City and I’ve never owned a foreign car.
When I go back—at least once a year, I pretty much stay in the city.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Las Vegas and plan [ ... ]