Edited sentence: And, before you go to Detroit, you get your gas out here.But it was a pleasant neighborhood of two-story homes, with tidy lawns, big trees, and sidewalks.But park right next to the venue—spend the extra twenty or thirty bucks.Children were playing organized soccer in a park at the end of the street.Except for live sports.For that, fine—get in and get out.His driver said, “It’s still very nice.One Saturday morning, Patterson’s driver took us two miles south of Eight Mile, to Glastonbury Road, on the northwest side of the city.Staring out the minivan’s window, Patterson muttered, “We used to think this street was so wide.That’s just a call for a carjacking.The driver stopped in front of a well-tended brick house with white shutters, a shade tree, and a garage.We don’t have baseball, football.We’ve got restaurants out here.You do not, do not, __under any circumstances, stop in Detroit at a gas station.’ They don’t even have movie theatres in Detroit—not one.“But, on a scale of one to ten, this was probably a solid eight in its day.“I used to say to my kids, ‘First of all, there’s no reason for you to go to Detroit.“If it’s good for Detroit and good for Oakland County, I’m for it; if it’s good for Detroit and neutral for Oakland County, I’m for it; if it’s good for Detroit and bad for Oakland County, I’m against it.“It’s not Palmer Woods,” he answered, referring to a historic neighborhood where the new mayor had bought a home.“There’s nothing there anymore,” Patterson had told me.“Yeah, compared to other parts of the city,” Patterson said.” He went on, “I can’t imagine finding something in Detroit that we don’t have in spades here