From the top of the Mississippi River levee, the bright orange of hundreds of satsumas and navels stands out against the green leaves of the citrus trees that crisscross Joseph Ranatza Jr.’s property in neat rows.
Ranatza was raised in this orchard, an upbringing he passed on to his children, and he never tires of its sweet bounty.
Clipping a ripe satsuma from one of his trees on a chilly December afternoon, he smiled and said, “You can’t come out here without eating.”
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