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My dad has a small farm in Ashe County that I grew up on. We had a few milk cows, some chickens and a hog. I liked to gather the eggs and feed the hog. I didn’t always get to the house with the eggs. Sometimes I could fall or drop some eggs and break them. I was a little afraid of the cows. My dad would stack the hay and my brother and I would carry the shocks on hay poles.
After I got married I moved about two miles away. My husband has a bigger farm and we grow tobacco and raise cattle. I am still afraid of the cows. I love being outside working in our garden, the tobacco or putting up hay. We can get very busy at times through the summer. Living on a farm is hard work, but I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.
Mary Ellis
Lansing, Blue Ridge EMC
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