It is also unthinkable to leave out the birth of the automotive industry. Both my father and my husband's dad began their careers working for the greats of General Motors. I was almost 17 before I knew that people drove cars made in foreign countries.
There is indeed a growing movement of Rust Belt pride taking hold. Yet it is not a false pride, rather a pride that's derived from an acceptance of having become rust. Such can be immeasurable for the psychogeography of the region.