I met Danielle the day after Thanksgiving at a protest for better wages and working conditions in front of Walmart. The photo is therefore a few months old (note the telling lack of snow), but smiley Danielle sprang to mind today as I was immersed in researching a story on the labor movement.
Danielle lives just outside of Detroit, in Royal Oak, with her husband and children. She is the founder of a nonprofit group called Mothering Justice, my notes tell me, which seeks economic empowerment for Michigan-based mothers.
She told me the protest brought good memories back as she and her husband had met fighting for a hike in the minimum wage – in Florida, if my memory serves me well. I shall email her now to double check.
I met Burt on a particularly cold morning a few days ago as I was making my way downtown on foot. Burt said he was waiting for the bus.
I told him he wasn’t just waiting for the bus, he was waiting for the bus in style. His coat made my day.
Robert gave me a ride today as I was on my way to interview a few people for a story.
Robert is from the west side of Detroit and says he loves his city.
“I love Detroiters. It’s like we have a chip on our shoulder and we want to prove we can do things better than the rest.”
Robert told me he ended up spinning in the best clubs in Seoul when he was in Korea with the army. “It’s like you’re a world class DJ when you go abroad, but in Detroit you’re one of hundreds, so you have no idea.”