“There’s parts of it that you are glad you don’t have to deal with anymore, but there’s a lot of it that you come and you see an empty barn and an empty pasture — It’s a tough pill to swallow sometimes, said Benjamin Newberry, the patriarch of the family at the helm of this narrative.
Newberry gazed over his once-active milking stations, grappling with an identity he had known his entire life. Like many small dairy farms in the last few decades, the Newberry’s farm was a labor of love that transformed into a struggle for survival.
“It was part of my identity; it was part of who I was,” Newberry continued. “I grew up on the farm. I stayed on the farm. I raised my kids on the farm; and just had a reluctance to break from it—but knew that it was the right decision from a business standpoint. But also because God said it was time.”