“Go where you’re wanted” —  I spent almost two years trying to establish a cannabis greenhouse on the original Massachusetts farmland that had belonged to my family since 1928.

Green Meadows, the produce farm founded in Massachusetts by my father after his army retirement and carried on by my mother after his death, came to a crossroads in 2017. At 86, she could no longer manage the farm day-to-day. The family gathered around a kitchen table and discussed how to continue the legacy of organic agriculture and veteran support that she and my father had built over decades.

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