In a burst-bubble economy like today's, lots of us define a good job as still having a job. But beyond that, we want to be reasonably well compensated ... and, well, we want our work to be good conversation. We want the little beam of limelight that goes with hearing, "Wow, you do that for a living?" So we went to find some folks who are accustomed to that light — and we enjoyed a little bit of the reflected glow while we took our notes and snapped our pics. (Why do you think we got into our line of work?) —W. Kim Heron, editor
Trauma calling
by Sandra Svoboda
Blood, mangled body parts and crime scenes are this guy's specialty
We Are Family
by Meredith Skrzypczak
Listening to Detroiters to learn our history
Dawn of the tramp
by Laurie Smolenski
A dude tooling D-Town on the coattails of dead celebs
No brown M & M's!
by Bill Holdship
Liz Butsicaris Jackson: Queen of the rock 'n' roll caterers
'Everybody's got to wipe'
by W. Kim Heron
Somebody has to make money off it
Dog-Tied
by Detroitblogger John
Not exactly clothes-minded
Luck of the Lions
by Sandra Svoboda
From Cuppy Coffee to Roary the Febreze-saturated mascot
Floating on the Top
by Curt Guyette
A designer lives his ambition to join the parade
Graveyard shift
by Cherri Buijk
Putting names - and the occasional pooch - on tombstones
Witness to an exhumation
by Sophia Raptis
A weird gig even for 'the queen of odd jobs'
Inner-city sanctuary
by Detroiblogger John
Detroit's paradise protector
