Those are the surface facts. But one of the benefits of memoir is that we know much more about her, too. From her own words, we see that Bray is:
Proud: "I was black, I was a girl, I was smart, I was the oldest of four: these were the things I knew about myself..."
Funny: "When I listen to one of the periodic television spectacles on [welfare] reform--in which people...take out after welfare recipients for buying steaks--I have to laugh. Not one of them could survive a week on what my mother raised four children on every month.... And steak was not part of that equation. Even if it were, is that what welfare reform is after--keeping cheap, tough steaks out of the mouths of the unworthy?"
Pragmatic: "I wasn't so angry about white people during slavery, as I was angry about white people here and now."
Honest: "I didn't plan to become a thief, but I became one just the same."
Understanding: "It was hard in such a moment not to remember my father, a man filled with a rage he had every right to feel, but which destroyed him just the same."
Wise: "I could admit in the quiet dark...that my dreams of Mama's new life were my dreams, not hers."
Hopeful: "For all the sweeping xenophobia, the reinvigorated racism, the deepening scorn for women and women's work--including and especially mothering--I see and know and live amid pockets of resistance."