The River Knows, Interlude 2: A Joe Louis KO

The disembodied, extended fist of Joe Louis floats over the intersection of Woodward and Jefferson downtown, ready to strike. It’s lean and mean, a symbol of raw power, determination, and grit. Kinda like Detroit.

Louis had graduated from the factory floor of Ford’s massive River Rouge Complex to fight in some of the biggest boxing venues in the world. Though Louis was black (as if his nickname didn’t give that away), Detroiters of every color could identify with his past and take pride in his accomplishments on the national stage, cheering whenever one of his devastating blows brought an opponent to his knees. Considering Detroit was probably the most racially segregated big city in the northern United States at the time, that was no small feet.

If the Joe Louis Fist Statue ever broke free from the chains suspending it and took off like a rocket, it would fly over the Detroit River and through Canada, Ohio, and West Virgiana, before landing a knockout punch on Richmond, Virgiana, the old capital of the Confederate States of America. It’s a potent symbol of the civil rights movement and racial equality that’s caused a lot of controversy. I love it.

Whenever Louis stepped in the ring, he stood for something bigger than himself – he stood for every Detroiter, and the city will never forget him for that.

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