Mr. Merwin's unpretentious writing worked as an antidote to the snobbiness I began to exhibit as I gravitated more and more towards making flyfishing my exclusive method. When I found families parked with powerbait in my favorite spots, he seemed to tell me, "It's about having fun, Nick." The pleasure he took from fishing with all kinds of tools increased my own, and I am forever grateful to him for teaching me this lesson.
I've saved every issue of Field and Stream since I subscribed. While the snow melts, I think I'll revisit those articles by way of saying goodbye.
May Mr. Merwin find that those golden streets are really sun-dappled river rocks.
Thank you, Mr. Merwin.
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