Personal Narrative-Ellen Farm

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It has been eight years since I last visited Glen Ellen Farm, but it is as fresh in my mind as if I was there yesterday. I always referred to Glen Ellen as my Aunt Debbie’s farm, but I eventually learned there is a long history with this place. An engineer for the B&O Railroad line originally built and owned the property in the 1850s. In 1874, the property was sold to Professor Herbert Thompson and his wife, Lady Ellen Thompson, who were from London. It was four years later when he and his wife opened Glen Ellen Academy at the manor house. The tuition was $100 per student of the most prominent families in Frederick, Maryland. Here, Lady Ellen was a poet and author, where she supposedly was the collaborator and ghostwriter, with the possibility of being the real author, of the romance novel Lorna Doone. In 2000, my aunt became the current owner of Glen Ellen Farm––even though it has not always been easy (Brunink).
The farm underwent a major restoration when the manor was first purchased and another restoration ensued after July 31, 2009, when a tornado struck Glen Ellen Farm. The historic barn and the spring house were right in the path of the storm; however, the sturdy railroad stringers
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I felt on top of the world, as if no one could touch me. I had this same feeling when we climbed the mountains. Sugarloaf Mountains could be seen from my aunt’s farm. The mountains had a purple and pink-cotton-candy color and an elevation of around 1,300 feet. When we reached the top of the mountains, I remember being able to see for miles and miles. I even recall trying to spot the farm, but was unable to do so. As we reached the top, we would have our lunch and drink our lemon San Pellegrino’s on one of the boulders hanging off the mountain. The tang of the drink quenched your thirst after the hike. It was here, at this moment, I felt in touch with nature and was able to see all the beauty around

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