Jo Ellis: Carthage family finds niche with milk

Milk. The word conjures up childhood memories: family visits to a friend’s farm where I listened to the hum of a cream separator towering over my head, a vision of my mother holding small glass vials to test the fat content of milk brought to the general store by area farmers, and buckets of milk sitting in the cool waters flowing through a springhouse.

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