Butterflies are forever on the McCoy rural Home Place

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BY Mark McCoy

I can’t remember exactly why I was at the farm one late September Saturday afternoon in 1976, but it probably had something to do with dove hunting. Anyway, as I pulled into the tree-lined drive of the Home Place, the airspace above the road exploded into orange and black swirls.
 
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