Trading Tree Houses for Abandoned Buildings: Holiday Time in Detroit

Here’s to all Detroiters who have stuck with the city. And to new memories for Detroit. Merry Christmas.

My parents were Detroiters. They lived in downtown Detroit for years, but like so many others, fled to the suburbs soon after the riots in 1967. That meant I grew up a few miles from the city limits—far away enough to feel like an outsider, but close enough to feel the city’s pull. Thankfully, Grandma refused to leave and lived in the city for most of her life, which meant Christmas for us was a Detroit experience.

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