Only in Israel?

I took our new car to the car wash today because it's free with the lease. The guy who's responsible to spray the strawberry stuff in the car was wearing a white Detroit Tigers hat. One of those white-on-white D hats. Since it's not unusual to see random teams' hats, shirts, and jerseys here, I asked him in Hebrew (a little smugly, actually) if he's ever been to Detroit. He answered me in English that he didn't speak Hebrew. Hmmm..

"Ever been to Detroit?" I asked him.

"Born and bred," he said with a smile.

"ME TOO!!!!" OK, that's not REALLY true... "What part?" I asked him.

"Dearborn." Ohhhhh. OK, then.

B'Kitzur, he speaks Arabic, English, and a pretty good Russian because of his sister-in-law, and he moved here for a better life. Apparently life isn't as rosy in Detroit as it is in Oak Park. He told me point-blank that life is so much more peaceful here than it was back home.

Interesting. I guess he hasn't wandered into downtown Sderot lately.