Michelle Obama’s mother, Marian Shields Robinson, has died

An exhibit in the Obama Presidential Center Museum, now under construction in Jackson Park, will be named in honor of Marian Robinson.

In announcing the naming of the “Opening the White House” exhibit after her mother, Michelle Obama wrote, “Growing up with my mom always was an adventure.

“It entailed trips to the library as a toddler to learn the alphabet; the entire family piling into our car to go to the local drive-in — homemade chicken in hand. It included Mom inviting family over for New Year’s Eve, raising a toast as the clock struck midnight.

“But above all else, my mother gave me nonstop, unconditional love in so many ways. She fostered in me a deep sense of confidence in who I was and who I could be by teaching me how to think for myself, how to use my own voice, and how to understand my own worth.

“I simply wouldn’t be who I am today without her.”

When Barack Obama started his first term as president in January, 2009, Mrs. Robinson moved into the White House to help with child care duties for then young daughters Sasha and Malia.

During her time in Washington, she would leave the White House to go shopping or meet with friends, moving around the city unrecognized, a situation her famous daughter, who missed shopping at Target, envied.

It was a tough sell to persuade Mrs. Robinson to move in.

“I flat out begged her,” the former first lady wrote in her book, “The Light We Carry,” about convincing her mother that she needed to leave the South Side. “I’d enlisted Craig [Mrs. Robinson’s son and Michelle Obama’s brother] to further twist her arm. My mother was the rock of our family. She steadied us all. Since the time our daughters were babies, she’d help us out around the edges of our regular childcare arrangements.”

Mrs. Robinson was born July 29, 1937, one of seven children growing up in segregated Chicago. Her parents separated when she was a teen.

Her mother, Rebecca Jumper, was a nursing aide. Her father, the jazz-loving Purnell Shields, nicknamed “Southside,” could not, because he was Black, join a union or get a construction job. Her father woke the family “by blasting jazz records,” teaching her, the family said in a statement, “that even in the face of hardship, there was music to be found.”

Mrs. Robinson became a secretary, studying as a young woman to be a teacher. From the cramped apartment on Euclid, she taught her children to read at an early age, setting them on a course that led for both to Princeton University.

During her White House years, Mrs. Robinson lived on the third floor, and her daughter, on especially fraught days, would go up a flight to find comfort with her mom.

While living at the White House, she would often accompany Malia and Sasha to school.

Barack Obama has often told the story of how he sat next to his mother-in-law on a couch on Election Night 2008 in Chicago, watching the returns on television, and he grabbed her hand when he was projected to win the White House.

“As someone who grew up in deeply segregated Chicago … there were always barriers,” Barack Obama recalled in an interview.

With Obama’s election as the nation’s first Black president — and Mrs. Robinson’s daughter to be first lady —”seeing it through her eyes, I think, made it a little more special.”