28 Days of #BlackJoy: Going Down South to Arkansas
Photo: Shutterstock (Shutterstock) Like many a child of the Great Migration, all my extended family actually lived nowhere near me. My mother “escaped” Arkansas for Iowa right after graduating from Philander Smith College in Little Rock to become a school teacher, but Iowa was too cold, too white, and too far from her ancestral home, so she moved to St. Louis to teach with its much larger Black population and, then, eight-hour drive away from Newport, Ark. Advertisement There she met my Texan father, then an engineer with the former McDonnell Douglas firm (at a chance meeting via a teache...
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