She created a loving, joyful home, sent her children to the best schools, bought them the best clothes, mothered them to the highest standard, and when the tragedy of urban life struck, soldiered on with her stated belief: “Dying is easy. She ran her numbers business for 34 years, doing what it took to survive in a legitimate business that just happened to be illegal. Part bookie, part banker, mother, wife, granddaughter of slaves, Fannie became more than a numbers runner: she was a kind of Ulysses, guiding both her husbands, five children and a grandson through the decimation of a once-proud city using her wit, style, guts, and even gun. In 1958, the very same year that an unknown songwriter named Berry Gordy borrowed $800 to found Motown Records, a pretty young mother from Nashville, Tennessee borrowed $100 from her brother to run a Numbers racket out of her tattered apartment on Delaware Street, in one of Detroit’s worst sections.
Davis’s stirring memoir tells the story of how her larger-than-life mother used Detroit’s illegal lottery to support her family.
Set against the dramatic backdrop of 1960s and 70s Detroit, novelist Bridgett M.
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