As we approached Detroit at 5,000 feet, I could see a dozen columns of black smoke climbing into the still July air. Hitting an inversion layer, the smoke spread out forming a great vaulted ceiling over the city.![Detroit_Time_Aug_4_19671[1]-001](http://americantribune.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Detroit_Time_Aug_4_196711-001-227x300.jpg)
It was all quite surreal. I was conscious of Lenin’s return to revolutionary Russia in a sealed train. No ego-mania, just a sign of how seriously we took our politics back then.
Early that Sunday morn, July 23rd, I got a call from a comrade in Detroit advising me to return immediately, “The revolution is on!” “Revolution” was a bit over the top, but it was most certainly one hell of a rebellion. more…




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