My first day househunting in Detroit, I met my realtor, we’ll call him Greg, in front of our first prospective home on a cool, clear March morning. We were in the heart of Detroit’s historic Boston-Edison neighborhood (previous post on Boston-Edison here), former home of Henry Ford and other titans of the Motor City, but now a slightly forlorn district of beautiful old mansions and friendly homeowners trying to fight off the decay gripping Detroit. I was looking at foreclosures. There were plenty to choose from – the homeowners were losing their fight.