When the sins of our fathers visit us
We do not have to play host.
– August Wilson
In this snapshot of 1950s America, the turbulence of the coming Civil Rights Movement is reflected in Troy Maxson’s household. Unlike his own father, Troy works hard to be a faithful husband and reliable provider but the more he tries to protect his family, the more he tears it apart, and building a fence around them isn’t the answer. Wilson’s resilient and passionate characters are so alive we feel their blood course through our veins, their cares and frustrations become our own, and the warmth and laughter that buoy them, open our eyes.