BUT how did the Nigerian get mixed in?
In the early '60s, my precocious 17-year old mother Holly became the first
in the family to go to college. There she met a similarly pioneering
international student Magnus, the son of a Nigerian Latin teacher. After
stints in London during the African independence movements and the American
South during Civil Rights activity, Magnus was working on a third degree in
rural Washington. For three months before my grandparents separated them
Holly and Magnus were the only interracial couple on a campus of 10,000
For a year they exchanged passionate letters about politics, occasionally
meeting in secret, until cultural differences and Magnus's move to eastern
Canada led to a break-up. A few weeks later, Holly learned that she was
pregnant. The doctor predicted twins. Tossed out by her parents for
refusing a back-street abortion, she contemplated suicide. She then spent 6
months in a home for unwed mothers, where as the only white girl planning
to keep her baby, and the first interracial baby at that she threw the
place into disarray.