Like millions of African-Americans who fled the South for economic and social freedom, my parents were part of that great migration.
Graduates of Tuskegee Institute, they left the South and settled in Syracuse, New York. I reversed that trend and recently moved from New York to Georgia. An hour south of Atlanta on I-85 is my late father's hometown of Notasulga, Alabama.
My dad, John E. Johnson, told tall tales that made the small town nestled in the "Black Belt" of Alabama, a region known for its rich cotton-growing black soil, magical and larger than life. Read full article »