When I moved into my present house, there was a large independent (Not Butler owned) orchard abutting my back yard. We befriended the owners and also renewed friendships with the Butlers. The second generation Butler owner had dated my middle daughter in the seventies. As time went on, the owner of Butler's purchased the orchard that bordered my property. Now there is an even bigger piece of land that is totally agricultural. I am right in the middle, a little island in a very developed county.
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