Article and photos by Dave Bates Alpheus Potts “Bud” Mitchell was a guy I didn’t know very well. Truth be told, I never made his acquaintance. Oh, we’ve hunted pheasants together nearly every Saturday morning of pheasant season for the last 30 years or so, but I never actually shook hands with the man. We didn’t eat breakfast together. We never exchanged a word in person. talk with him quite frequently these days as I scan the fields before me, scouting the terrain for our dogs and signs of “birdy” behavior. thank him often for letting me borrow his old Ithaca double barrel Flues...
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