Ford employee gets asked for winning lottery numbers, palm readings
Sheryl Connelly is a product of old Detroit its struggle, grit and relentless determination.
Her father was an Irish hustler who grew up dirt poor in Corktown, never made it past the eighth grade and worked in a slaughterhouse before being drafted into the U.S. Army.
Her mother was a Chinese immigrant who grew up one of 11 children in a three-story mansion with clawfoot bathtubs, next to a brothel with a madam who watched over them in the Cass Corridor, where the family ran a laundry service out of their home.