The story of Glemie Dean Beasley plays like a country song. The son of a sharecropper, Beasley left school at 13 to pick cotton. He came to Detroit in 1958. His woman left him in 1970 for a man he calls Slick Willy.
His baby done left him / The pain won’t abate / Asked where she was going / She said, “To become secretary of state.”