Jill Cowan, The Tennessean, 15 May 2015 – The land was for decades her family's farm, 91-year-old Mary Moore said, gesturing to a small pond and rolling expanses of green sprinkled with tiny yellow flowers behind her.

She remembered orchards of apple and pear trees. She remembered playing among the grass, trees and daisies, where she spotted hawks, foxes and ducks.

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