Polecat Mountain Farm

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9016 Lonnie Harris Road

Oxford NC, 27565

(919) 690-2182

 

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Sherry and I met in 1990 while I was visiting a buddy in collage and we bonded immediately.  At the time Sherry was a vegetarian.  When I asked her about her motives, she told me that she could not agree with the way animals were treated in “factory farms”.  Although I agreed with her and admired her conviction, I simply enjoyed meat too much to give it up and didn’t know of any alternatives.  Well, we dated on and off for a couple of years, eventually perusing romantic interests elsewhere. (I was too young and stupid to know a good thing when I had it.)  Unlike most couples that do the “we can still be friends” thing, we actually stayed very close friends over the years.  In 1994 I was honored to drive her to the hospital where she brought Zachary Thomas into the world. 

    

In 1997 I moved from the D.C. area to Raleigh looking for a job.  I soon found a job and got an apartment.  I found apartment life to be tough after owning a home (a duplex on less than 1/10 of an acre).  I was amazed to find that unlike the D.C. area, there were still places down here where property was affordable.  In 1998 I bought 25 acres of woods in northern Granville county.  By 1999 I was living the country life and loving it.  I always like the idea of “doing something” with the land (though I never knew what that something might be) but with a full time job and a fifty mile commute (each way) I was only able to maintain things and work on small projects.  By 2001 I had ten acres timbered (take the trees leave the stumps) with grand designs of “doing something” with the land.

         

Around Christmas of 2001, Sherry and I came to the realization that we were still in love and we would both be happiest as a couple again.  The only problem was that she lived in Pennsylvania at the time and I lived in North Carolina.  She had just bought a house and Zachary was in school, so it was easiest for me to move.  I quit my job, packed my things, moved to PA and went from Mr. Tom to Dad.

    

          Although I was extremely happy to be living with Sherry and Zachary, I found the readjustment to town life difficult.  I suppose country life had gotten into my soul.  I found myself thinking of PA as the place I was living until I could come home again.  Because of this, I told Sherry that we needed to either sell our land so I could stop thinking about it or make firm plans to move back to NC.  We came up with a two-year plan to make the move.  Through a wild series of events that were too much to be considered coincidence our two-year plan suddenly became a two-month plan.  It seemed we were meant to live here.  As my sister-in-law, Carol, said, “The Universe was telling you something.”  By August of 2003 I was able to move back home and bring my new family with me.  What could be better?

    

          Sherry was able to get a good job, which was one of the reasons we were able to move so quickly, and her house sold quickly thanks to her Mom and Dad finishing up projects for us.  This took a lot of the pressure off of me to find a job quickly and I was able to spend a few months getting us settled and fixing up the place.  I was able to keep up with housework, work on projects and was here when Zachary came home from school. At one point Sherry told me she dreaded me getting a job because I was able to get so much done while at home.  We both liked the idea of growing our own food but if both of us were working full time it would be unlikely we would ever have time for much of a garden.

   

In October of 2003 we made everything official and got married right here in our front yard.  We had a small ceremony that included Zachary, since our marriage had as much to do with him as it did with us.  He and I even exchanged vows.  Because our relationship stayed at the friends level for so long, we were both able to be there for each other through many of life’s challenges with out the complication that romance can bring.  Sherry has been there to witness me at my best and at my worst.  She has seen everything I have done right or wrong in my life.  There are no secrets, no skeletons in the closet and she still loves me.  What a fantastic thing it is to be able to marry your best friend.  

 

It was around this time that we attended a “Putting Small Acreage To Work” seminar.  One of the speakers, Alex Hitt of Peregrine Farm, answered a question we had often pondered:  Do we have enough land to make a living farming?  The answer was yes, but not with conventional farming methods.  That day, in the parking lot we made the decision that I would stop search for regular employment and start a farm.