San Juan, Puerto Rico
1978
I was on vacation when I came across this place called "The Butterfly People." It was in an old house with a high courtyard filled with preserved butterflies. I was transfixed.
You could order a selection in any size and configuration. I called Ed and had him measure the space above the living room fireplace. While selecting the butterflies, I asked for an addition of a red one to the selection I had already picked out. "Oh, No," was the reaction. "That's a South American butterfly. You can't mix them with the African ones you've already picked!"
I got a wonderful, hermetically sealed 27" x 43" display.
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