Detroit Bound

I am Detroit bound. ...in the middle of winter nonetheless. I booked Lisa and I a trip to see my family in Detroit in early December. Most of my family besides my mother, father and brother, live in Michigan still, so I am going to see them before the holidays.

I always try to use different clip art for each post, but I really like this Detroit image.

It's going to be a quick trip and wasn't exactly the cheapest at $528.00 for both tickets on www.Priceline.com, but I want to go. (...Lisa is priceless anyway.)
I will get to show her some of the Christmas in New Center, downtown Detroit (...what's left of it.) and some of the Motor City casinos. (She works in that industry, so that might be cool for her.)

I have a "thing" for abandoned buildings and always enjoy a quick drive around Detroit to look at the splendor that used to be. D-town has some of the best abandoned buildings I have ever seen in any city. The "Detroit Decay" beautiful in it's own right.

Having grown up there, my plan is to stay at a suburban hotel near my grandfather's hospital one night with my dad's side of the family, then visit my mom's side of the family at my aunt's house in the boonies one day. The last night, I sincerely want to stay downtown at an fancy hotel with Lisa and have a totally faux feeling of serenity at the kick-off of Christmas time in Detroit.

Child Hood

I was going through some childhood papers and found these.

Left are four photos from my elementary school years. Man, the one in the middle you could have used my forehead as a landing strip. You can tell it was picture day at school huh?

Did they really list my mother as a "domestic engineer?" I guess they had to be politically correct even back then in Detroit huh?


Finally, here is the front page of sample writing the schools chose to include through my "Cumulative Pupil Record" from 1991 when I was in sixth grade. Jeeesh, I wrote like a girl. Look at me trying to use words like triumph in sixth grade. Whoa.
It reminds me of one of the exchange students we had from Finland that year growing up. She was so pretty.

Since it was Detroit, I called this post, "Child Hood."