Hi My Name Stephanie Amobi, I am an Ap Literature student here to share with you my views and understanding of the play called "Fences." I hope you gain something from website. :) An Overview of "Fences" Main Characters: Troy Maxson - Was the protagonist throughout the play who had conflict between each character one way or the other. Troy had his own aspirations and American Dream of playing in the baseball league, but never was given the chance. Since the chance was never given to him 17 years ago he vowed that none of his children to come will play sports professionally, causing tension in the family later on. Cory Maxson- Was the son to Troy & Rose Maxson, who was selected amongst his peers to be recruited to play in college. Due to his father's selfish desires and limited knowledge about time he was with held from pursuing his American Dream. Rose Maxson- Was the back bone of the family, who held everyone together. She was a typical African-American wife during the 1950s whose job was to stay at home and fulfill the duties of cleaning and cooking. Gabriel Maxson- Was a retired veteran from war who was not completely with himself. He spoke of joy, happiness, and the hell hounds that were sent on earth to capture people like Troy. He was a guarding angel to Troy spiritually rather than physically. Jim Bono- Was a good friend to Troy Maxson for about 30 years, who looked up and followed the foot steps of Troy. They both met in Jail where their friendship first blossomed and stayed intact for many years. Lyons Maxson- Was the son to Troy Maxson from his former girlfriend before he went to jail. His American Dream was to aspire in the field of music, which his father never supported. He also lacked the fundamental skills of a man by living off his wife's income, and borrowed money from his father. Raynelle Maxson- Was Troy Maxsons last child by his mistress Alberta who died while giving birth. She did tear the family apart, but the mistakes of her mother and Troy didn't stop Rose from loving and caring for her like her own child. |
![]() We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiraling chains of knowledge hidden in every cell of our bodies. ~Shirley Abbott ![]() Family quarrels have a total bitterness unmatched by others. Yet it sometimes happens that they also have a kind of tang, a pleasantness beneath the unpleasantness, based on the tacit understanding that this is not for keeps; that any limb you climb out on will still be there later for you to climb back. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960 |

