Up until the early nineties, millions of Michigan youth had modest plans post-graduation: Work for General Motors for thirty years, then quit and enjoy a secure retirement like their parents did before them. Somebody should have told General Motors but they packed up and shipped out; leaving behind a totally dependent economy in flames. So much for the American Dream, if you were the offspring of shop workers enjoying an escape from the rural, racist South, following in Mommy and Daddy's footsteps. Come spend a summer in Flint, Michigan, with one of the families GM forgot about. In Fli-City the issues don't end with toxic water; only the strong survive. Sometimes we had to play the cards we were dealt like it was the hand we wanted, which is the essence of true resilience. To all the real ones behind the wall, keep your head to the sky, there is light at the end of the tunnel...