The story of one Black farmer stands in for the plight of many.
The young Black protagonist who narrates the story farms with his grandfather, Earl, whom he calls Papa. Once one of many Black farmers who sold at this market, Earl’s now the only one left, selling homegrown pumpkins, peppers, and plums. In this tight-knit community, folks look out for one another like family. When Earl is too tired to go to the market, his grandson harvests and sells the produce without him. But Earl’s customers send the boy home with goods to help Papa heal: pumpkin pie, stuffed peppers, candied plums, and plum jam. References to color abound in both text and the art: Papa’s black hands, which can make and fix anything; the black night sky in a community with no streetlights; Papa’s blue truck; the purple plums. The Pumphreys’ bold, stunning artwork, created with digitally edited handmade stamps, perfectly captures the pace of hot summer days in the rural South, the joy of growing produce for others, and the sadness of losing these important sources of nutritious food and community. In an author’s note, Eady calls his heartfelt tale both a love letter to a fading way of life and an apology to those facing the racism that has contributed to the decimation of Black-owned farms.
A sumptuously illustrated, bittersweet story that’s at once an ode to and a eulogy for Black American farms.
(Picture book. 4-7)