Traffic is bumper to bumper and your driving down interstate I-75, you see cars, trucks, and busses driving about 90 MPH weaving in and out of the pot hole filled lanes. Your leaving from Rochester the suburbs of Detroit, about a 35 minute drive to downtown. Once your about 10 minutes from downtown Detroit you start to look around to your left, the right, and all you see is old beat up houses and landscapes. 65 percent of the houses and businesses are burnt down and the remaining 45 percent is run down. The roads are filled with trash and the maintenance of the roads hasn't been done in years. Grass is a couple feet tall, bushes are over grown, and then your downtown.
The first thing you cant help to see is the tall sky scrapers, the architecture of all the houses that are still standing, the buildings, and the landmarks. You see people everywhere, music playing from the streets and cars. You can smell the fresh food being made on every street that you drive down in the heart of the city. Everything here is fast paced. It's a blur, if you don't stop and take a step back to really appreciate everything that is happening around you.
Detroit is, and has been important to my family and I because it's where we went to have fun and enjoys our selves and each other. My love for the city truly began when I was about 12 years old. When I was a little boy we used to go to Detroit every weekend. I remember looking forward to going so that we could go listen to some live music.
I remember one time in particular we went to a diversity festival called the Concert Of Colors, which happened to be Detroits 300th birthday. It is the largest free, world music festival in North America. Its located at the east side of Detroit, right on the shores of the Detroit River. Its a waterfront, 6,000 seat amphitheater with a stage that opens up to the river right behind the stage called Chene Park. I remember thousands of people there that day smiling,...