So too are the biographies of the three black migrants that Wilkerson has chosen to focus on in The Warmth of Other Suns. My parents' stories are emblematic of the millions who would flee the South later in the 20th century. My mother and father met in 1940 in Baltimore, where she was teaching school by then, they had both graduated from historically black Howard University (and my father had gone on to divinity studies there). In Washington, she expected, he would be able to shape a life better than anything possible in Durham. from Durham, N.C., by his mother around 1930, joining an older brother who already lived there.
As for my father, he had been packed off to D.C. My mother, also born in D.C., was the daughter of Mississippi migrants her father, Swan, had made his way to the nation's capital in 1909, and he sent for his wife, Ruby, within a few years.
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