“They did what humans have done for centuries when life became unbearable — what the pilgrims did under the tyranny of British rule, what the Scots-Irish did in Oklahoma when the land turned to dust, what the Irish did when there was nothing to eat, what the European Jews did during the spread of Nazism, what the landless in Russia, Italy, China, and elsewhere did when something better across the ocean called to them. What binds these stories together was the back-against-the-wall, reluctant yet hopeful search for something better, any place but where they were. They did what human beings looking for freedom, throughout history, have often done.
They left.”
— “The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America’s Great Migration” by Isabel Wilkerson
Except when they got north, they found out that the grass was not greener. MJ
I’m just getting started on the book. Don’t spoil the ending for me.