“Growing up, we had a backyard garden that was my father's pride and joy. Each spring, my brother and I would help him to prep and till the soil, then plant and water the seeds. We would run out each morning to see if anything had sprouted. We watched each plant grow, flower, and produce its fruitage. How we anticipated the first bite of a juicy, sun-ripened tomato, enjoyed picking fresh squash for dinner, and gathering fragrant herbs for mom. Such an amazing introduction to produce gave me a deep appreciation and love for it at an early age.”
