Bolton, North Carolina
Rooted in Hart
Three generations of family, faith, and North Carolina soil. This is the farm Sonny built, and the family that carries it forward.
In Loving Memory
Harry James Hart Jr.
October 16, 1970 – December 30, 2025
Known to most as Sonny, he was the heartbeat of this farm. Rising before the sun, tilling the same North Carolina soil his father tilled before him, fresh corn and produce directly into the hands of neighbors who always left as friends. He was a man of deep faith. Slow to anger and a soft place to land for anyone who needed it. A Deacon at Bolton Baptist Church who didn't just believe the Gospel, but lived it in compassion, in patience, and in the way he treated every single person who pulled up to this stand.
A legendary talker, a devoted teaser. He could turn a stranger into family before the conversation was over. A husband to Melissa for 33 years. A dad who carried Josh, Madison, and Logan above everything else. Every row we plant, every harvest we bring to you, every warm welcome at this stand is a reflection of the man who built it all.
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
— 2 Timothy 4:7
Three Generations
Planted by Butch, Grown by Sonny
It started with Harry "Butch" Hart, who worked this Bolton soil and taught his son that the best things in life come from two hands in the dirt and patience enough to wait on the harvest. Sonny followed the farmer's path.
Decades of early mornings, hard seasons, and harvests followed. The farm grew. The family grew. The community grew around it. Sonny wasn't just farming, he was building community meant to outlast him.
Now his family continues to carries that torch. The stand may look different than it did in the early days. But the promise doesn't.
The Hart of the Farm
A Talker, a Teaser, and a True Servant
To know Sonny was to be teased by him. He was a Mopar man to his core, and heaven help the friend who pulled up in a Ford, they were guaranteed a round of friendly harassment that always ended with a laugh and a handshake. He could spend all night on the phone, turning strangers into friends before the first goodbye.
But underneath the humor was something rock-solid. Every night he bowed his knee in prayer, asking the Lord for the ability to lead his family with grace. His faith wasn't loud, it was lived in compassion, in humility, in the way he made every person who stopped here feel like they were worth his full attention. Because to Sonny, they were.
He was a father figure to many and a listener to all. His impact stretched far beyond the fields he farmed.
His Legacy
- A devoted husband who loved his wife beyond words.
- A great dad who carried their hearts in his.
- A faithful servant now hearing "Well Done."
— Melissa, Josh, Madison & Logan
Come Visit
Visit the Farm
When you stop at Hart Farms, you're walking in Sonny's footsteps. The corn, the tomatoes, the warm welcome at the stand. They're all his legacy. We'd love to see you!