To go fishing is the chance to
wash one’s soul with pure air,
with the rush of the brook,
or with the shimmer of the sun
on the blue water.
It brings meekness and inspiration
from the decency of nature,
charity toward tackle-makers,
patience toward fish,
a mockery of profits and egos,
a quieting of hate,
and a rejoicing that you do not
have to decide a darned thing
until next week.
And it is a discipline in the equality of men –
For all men are equal before fish.
“Fishing” by President Herbert Hoover.
Thanks to my friend, Kris Pierson, for sharing these words with me on our recent fishing outing. I'm looking forward to lots of good time on the lakes this summer.
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