Grace Jones spent the majority of her childhood under the thumb of her strict step-grandfather in Jamaica while her parents were away getting settled in the States. When she finally moved to the U.S. to join them in Syracuse, N.Y., she says she didn’t feel black living in America.
“My family lived in the suburbs and they were the first black family [in the neighborhood], and apparently when they moved there, two or three of the neighbors moved out. So I hear these things, and all I can ever go is, ‘Oh, god. That is so weird. I don’t understand it.’ I didn’t want to. It just seemed like a waste of time to try to figure out why other people do other things. Why should I let that bother me, you know what I mean?”