A Happy Fisher

(A writing to Dewey Gillespie from a very respected friend AJH)

Chatterer

         At night in the salmon camp the fisherman wakens briefly to the roar of drought breaking rain and knows the freshet will stir the waiting salmon at the river's mouth and there will be new fish in the upstream pools.  It is the study of the sport that means more than the number of fish caught, and it is the knowledge of his surroundings that makes the skilled and happy fisherman.  All of this adds to the conclusion that “Happiness is the fisher who counts not his fish.”