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Call it a home­town kick in the pants, but if you saw the Chrysler ad with Eminem dur­ing the Super Bowl on Sun­day you totally get the ref­er­ence in the sub­ject title of this blog­post. I grew up in a sub­urb of Detroit. Depend­ing on who was ask­ing, I would either tell peo­ple that I grew up in Detroit (mean­ing, the region) or I would say “a sub­urb of Detroit.” I had close fam­ily mem­bers and friends who lived in the City proper. My uncle owned a flower shop in Detroit for over 50 years. I’ve never been embar­rassed for where I’ve been from, but there are times I’ve been ashamed to admit it. Not any­more. This City has been beaten up, scourged, rocked to its core, shat­tered, torn apart, and left for dead. And yet, it’s still stand­ing. It’s still sur­viv­ing. By many accounts, it is on its way back. This is the way we do it. This is how we like it. We’re the under­dog. We’re not a New York City, we’re not Chicago, we’re not Dal­las, Los Ange­les, or Atlanta.… we ARE Detroit. There are many great things hap­pen­ing in this city that is giv­ing us all hope.