In the book Seedfolks one of my favorite characters is Kim. Her father died eight months before she was born a Vietnamese farmer. She moved to Cleveland with her mother and big sister. When she was nine years old she planted some lima beans in hope of showing her dead father’s spirt that she was his daughter. People noticed her planting and watering the plants in the vacant, trashy lot and started to do the same. She indirectly started a community garden that brought people closer. Soon the garden was big enough to be a small farm, with people growing lettuce, goldenrod, tomatoes, and flowers. I also imagine how hard it must be for her every year when her family greave the father she never knew.