
But David Ruffin could sing like a hurricane, and possessed an innate sense of how to connect with people, how to make them smile and laugh and feel what he felt. There weren’t many paths to wealth and stardom for Black people in Southern states that were still trapped, in the 1940s and 1950s, under the oppressive weight of Jim Crow laws and segregation. He might as well have imagined walking to the moon. When he was a kid in rural Mississippi, living, for a time, in a house with no running water, he dreamed of being a famous performer.
