I Want To Write For History, Not

It's Hard To Know Exactly How People Develop The Characters They Do. There Could Be People From Humble Beginnings That Turn Into Jerks. Some Characteristics Are Just Part Of That Special Soul Of That Human Being.

I Said That I'm Only There To Write The Truth, I'm Not Going To Cover Anything Up, But I'll Put Everything In Context And Get As Close To The Truth Of This Person As I Can.

It Seemed That I Could Tell The Whole Story Pretty Powerfully In Those 18 Months Between October Of '62 And The Spring Of '64 When They Were All At Their Peak. And Yet You Could See Some Of The Shadows Of Detroit's Demise Coming.

Well, Here You Had A City That Was Selling More Cars Than Ever Before, That Had This Wondrous Music Being Created, That Was So Vital To The Labor And Civil Rights Of This Country, And Yet It Was Dying And Didn't See It, Except For Some Sociologist At Wayne State University Who Predicted That Detroit Was Losing Population By A Half-million By The End Of That '60s Decade, And That That Trend Would Continue Taking Away Its Tax Base.

My Basic Philosophy Is That No Human Being Is A Saint.