The characters who walk across Boyd’s pages are fascinating. We get tantalizing glimpses of the lives of the several hundred enslaved Africans who lived in colonial Detroit, including William Kenny, who ran away but found the time to taunt his former master with a sarcastic letter. We follow the career of the Pelham brothers, Robert Jr. and Benjamin, who, in 1883, founded The Detroit Plaindealer, Detroit’s first black newspaper.

Later, we meet 20th-century black “breakthrough” figures, like Charles Diggs Sr., Detroit’s first black congressman and proprietor of the wonderfully named House of Diggs funeral parlor; George Crockett Jr., a crusading labor and civil rights lawyer and his wife, Ethelene Crockett, who was Michigan’s first African-American obstetrician; and Ed Davis, the country’s first black auto dealer. Sometimes, as with the Crocketts, Boyd sacrifices detail in his efforts to be comprehensive. We learn, for example, that George Crockett was jailed for subversion during the McCarthy era, but with little context to help understand the radical political world in Detroit that Crockett inhabited.

The heart of Boyd’s book spans the 1930s to the 1970s, when Detroit became America’s largest majority black city. Boyd arrived in Detroit — as did so many of the city’s residents — as part of the Great Migration of African-Americans to the North. They remade the city. While Boyd tends to focus mostly on the city’s black elites, including the Motown impresario Berry Gordy and Mayor Coleman Young (this book is decidedly a “people’s history” from the top down), his most effective and poignant passages introduce ordinary Detroiters. One of the most interesting is the author’s mother, Katherine Brown, who arrived in Detroit from the South in 1941 and, as Boyd puts it, “grew up with the city, rolled with its punches, and cheered its victories.” During the war, Brown worked in an electronics factory, part of “a veritable army” of black women in well-paying manufacturing jobs. But the wartime gains were short-lived. Returning veterans, mostly white, took back factory jobs; out-of-work, Brown returned to cooking and cleaning for pay. Brown appears again as one of the first black residents of her West Side neighborhood, a true act of self-determination and great risk in a city where whites fiercely resisted the first black neighbors who moved in.

Boyd’s narrative culminates in his account of black power in 1960s-era Detroit, perhaps because it is where his story and the city’s converge. As a faculty member at Wayne State University, a hotbed of black student activism, Boyd joined the successful push for the creation of an influential African-American studies program.