The former Poet Laureate of the United States Phillip Levine has died. I have to admit up front that I know nothing about Mr. Levine. But I noted with interest that he was born in Detroit some 87 years ago. He apparently found great deal of inspiration in the Motor City. The Detroit he wrote about was entirely different in some ways from what I describe in my books. Back then, Detroit was prosperous and beautiful. There would have been no call from Hofmann and Grimes to prowl through its ruins. But some of what Levine wrote about endures even know: the tough, grimy, seething city that produces so many great story lines. From what son of Detroit to another: Good work and RIP. The world is a better place for you having lived.