This year 2004, just after Thanksgiving, we will celebrate our 25th anniversary of living at End of the Road Farm.              Twenty-five years ago we emptied our apartment over a greengrocer and two doors down from a supermarket into a U-Haul truck; then my husband Henry took off in the truck and I took off in the car with our three teenage girls for an old farmhouse in Heath where the nearest groceries, at Peter’s General Store, were…