This city is about eighty miles from where we are presently parked and it seemed a bit nuts to travel that distance for one day. However, I was adamant that we visit the motor city mainly for the fact that for several years of my youth I had lived there, and I also just felt that it was a major city which we should not pass up in our travels. After seeing it we could also claim that not only had we looked across the Rio Grand River in Texas, but also had looked across the Detroit River and had seen Canada. On the other hand, we have been reading The Detroit News and were quite aware that the city is bankrupt and, according to that paper, Detroit has more people living under the poverty line- 42 per cent than any major city in America. How safe were we traveling into that city? Well, details like that never stopped John and I before, why now? We headed out for the city Saturday. The highway we were traveling on into the city was having road repairs so, whether we liked it or not, we ended up driving through the city. We drove by many closed shops and abandoned buildings. Our first stop of the day was the church and school where my Dad taught.