Charles Schulz introduced Franklin Armstrong on July 31, 1968. It's the first black character in the comic strip after a schoolteacher wrote Charles in the days following the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr. Franklin is constantly moving from town to town following his military father. He finds his new neighborhood very weird and white. Even the dog is weird. Then there's the kid with a blanket and a pumpkin obsession.

This is his origin story. Quite frankly, it has so much compelling history tied up with his first appearance. Much of that is lost in this. His father isn't away fighting a war. This does not have the MLK assassination in the real world background. That is probably beyond the abilities of a special. This could have been an amazing addition to the franchise, but it's not special enough.

Was hoping it was a series actually. Peanuts is such a family tradition and I now have a toddler who I have been able to share this with. He instantly loved it at age 2 when we celebrated Valentine's Day and watched the Valentine special while making Valentines. From there he just kept wanting to see more episodes. We are black Americans and my son is now 4 and we were so excited to have this moment. We appreciated the original music (which is what made my son love Peanuts in the first place... And we loved the Stevie Wonder and Coltrane in this special! We appreciated the backstory. CS's son did a great job in our opinion.

I loved this. In this 2024 short, putting the spotlight on Franklin, the first and still only black Peanuts character, really made Charlie Brown's status as an outsider resonate even more. As an army brat, Franklin finds himself constantly searching for new friends every time his dad gets reassigned. When he encounters the Peanuts gang, he doesn't mesh with any of them until he partners with Charlie Brown in the local Soap Box Derby. I particularly appreciated how the creators didn't shy away from confrontations or feelings of loneliness. Franklin is my new favorite kid on the block. I found myself weeping at the end.