Our Mission

Uniting former and current residents of distressed neighborhoods to redevelop and sustain community infrastructure for future generations.

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I'd love to tell you about a life-changing moment, that something so powerful and miraculous happened Sunday, Sept. 20, that it rocked the world.

But I witnessed no such moment.

That's not to say the benefit run at Mt. Olivet Cemetery and the third annual barbecue at Fletcher Field were duds. On the contrary, they were at least a stick of dynamite apiece. I went to bed smiling last night thinking about the blown-out smiles on kids' faces as they petted Cochise, the majestic horse that stood watch at the park as part of the Detroit Mounted Police.

What really strikes me, though, is this: What was considered extraordinary at Fletcher Field two years ago has become downright ordinary today.

Perhaps that, in and of itself, is powerful and miraculous enough to change the world.

I wish I could name everybody who helped make this possible, but the list is way too long. You all rock my world on a daily basis.

2009 edition of the Friends of Fletcher Field barbecue.