I don’t remember if this book was mentioned in a book I recently read or if somebody mentioned it in the Goodreads Society Facebook page, but whatever it was, I am very glad I threw this book in my Amazon Wishlist, and read it, because it was an amazing read.
James McBride is a black man, his mother is a white Jewish woman, and his father was also a black man.
Back to his mother for a minute, her father was an Orthodox Rabbi. His marriage to wife was arranged, and the family kept Kosher. James’s mother eventually left the Jewish side at age 19 and turned to God and Christianity and fell in love with a black man. Now, let me tell this happened in 1940. She had 12 children; 8 from first husband and 4 from second husband; both were black. Despite them not having a lot of money, all the children have been very successful and have college educations; some of graduate degrees and others even have PHD’s.
James’s mother didn’t care about what people thought of her as she lugged her kids around. She and her first husband founded a Church in Brooklyn.
The story itself is presented wonderfully, as James writes about his mother’s life and his life.
