For me to own land in Detroit, it was a badge of honor, and it was support for the city.
I love my country. I love my family.
I was a dispatcher, flat-tire fixer, changed the oil, fixed the fan belts. There was nothing too good for me.
I'm a benefit to the city. I'm not a detriment.
We pay taxes, and we help the city coffers.
We want the city back on its feet. We want to have jobs for the city.
You can't build another bridge that's so close to ours. It's stupid.
I have mended fences with both my sisters. But do I have their families on my side? Not easily. My one sister, Florence, has two lawyers in the family and two doctors. Of course, I couldn't win that battle.
I knew trucking was growing. It grew from the Second World War to the time that I bought the bridge. There were interstate highways being built. I thought there was opportunity.
That case with my two sisters? That was a disaster. It was. They're really fine people. When my family and my two sisters' families - their children - grew up and so on, it just wasn't the same. But we took care of them very nicely.
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