But when I came back into the city for the first time last November, I thought every truck, every building was going to blow up. It has truly changed me something fierce.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
In other words, I have no truck for anyone who goes out and does an eclectic building.
I'm amazed every time I come back to Vancouver at how much it's changed. You go away for a month and there's three more skyscrapers.
The reality of Katrina didn't really strike me until the first time I flew up in a helicopter and saw areas of the city that I had ridden my bicycle as a youth being fully flooded.
When I came to town and saw the price of diesel went above regular gas, that burnt me up.
Every time I was driving on the L.A. freeway in a small car, it was very unnerving for me. One time I rented an SUV, and it just changed my whole perspective of driving, and I was converted to SUVs from that day on.
Interstate highways dull the reality of place and distance almost as effectively as jetliners do: I loathe their scary monotony.
I'm old enough to remember when the air over American cities was a lot dirtier than it is now.
I knew trucking was growing. It grew from the Second World War to the time that I bought the bridge. There were interstate highways being built. I thought there was opportunity.
When I came to Detroit, if you threw a stone up in the air and it came down, it would hit an autoworker because the Chrysler Jefferson plant where my husband worked was very close also to where we lived.
It's very difficult to think of new ways to blow things up!
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