Outside of Ft. Worth, Texas, there lies a little city called Azle. Azle might not seem so important to many people, but to me and my family it holds a piece of heaven; a piece of Cherry history. Now, my grandmother has done extensive research on our ancestry, but the intricacies are not needed here. What I want you to know that the Cherry Farm and family history could be a book in itself. It is laced with tales from our Cherokee ancestors, our dairy farming tradition, red neck living and a whole lot of loving kindess from our angel Mom Cherry (Lela Cherry). And this picture encapsulates the view from our little house on the hill, prarie if you will.