Warrantless Search (Est. Late 1900's) 

Organic gardening came honestly.  The son of the son of the son of the daughter of the family that came to these mountains, what’s left of ‘em, oh so many years ago.  We settled into the vacuum of THE GREAT REMOVAL via THE TRAIL WHERE WE CRIED.  Two counties removed, our family home was connected to a remarkable non-land grant college...the largest east of the Mississippi River.  My father went north to gain higher education and in the process, met and married my mother.  They moved to Mount Berry, Georgia where my grandfather was the Post Master.  All had wonderfully successful teaching careers.  Trained by masters, my education and experience was handed down as a part of the cultural dialectic.

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