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And we believe everyone deserves access to accurate independent coverage of their community and state. Our readers helped us continue this coverage in , and we are so grateful for the support. Help us keep this coverage going in Whether it's a one-time acknowledgement of this article or an ongoing membership pledge, your support goes to local-based reporting from our small but mighty team. The population of the city hovered around at the time. Father Gabriel Richard, a Catholic priest at Ste.

Richard, likely coughing from the thick smoke hanging in the air and unable to escape the scent of charred wood, saw plainly the destruction around him. Despite the ashes the city had been reduced to, Richard and the people of Detroit were hopeful.

They knew they could rebuild, and they did. Fast forward to July 18, The City of Detroit became the largest U. Once again, Detroit had been dealt a harsh hand on top of the difficulties already plaguing the city. There was another mass exodus from the city, and the population shrank. Without a fire in sight, the city had been massively reduced.

The nation looked on and saw a great American icon hurting. However, some Detroiters remained, and they refused to give up. Detroit scrambled to get its act together, to clean up the mess. Joys away. Blithe and gay. Local journalists were encouraged to use it as a synonym for Detroit or as a tagline, a practice soon picked up by out-of-town newspapers.

Real estate developers and tourist bureaus heavily promoted it. The floral displays made for colorful postcards that found their way into countless albums around the country. Meanwhile, footloose Detroiters road-tested it. In this era of parlor pianos and nickel sheet music, a song naturally was called for. Enter Charles A. You take your best girl and away you whirl. For an automobile ride,. On the boulevards you glide;. Then you take in the sights and electric lights. And join in the song, with the rest of the throng,.