Aldo Leopold Revisited

I hope that people who attempt to read The Dying Fish will see it through to the end. The simple-minded first half, chronicling day to day life in the woods, is setting the stage for something grander in the second half. Hopefully, something worth your time.   A few years back, I picked up a […]

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The Life Aquatic

The morning’s run actually began with a walk, just trying to loosen up the legs after last night’s speed lap around North Park here in the Pittsburgh suburbs. The run also began with rain. Pavement passed under my feet through the first mile and a half, the rain splashing loudly and heading quickly to the […]

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Exploratory Fishing

I titled this piece “Exploratory Fishing” but I probably could have just called it “Fishing.” Almost all of my fishing is exploratory because the very joy of the sport is the search for new places to wet a line and determination of who hides just below the reflective surface. Yesterday morning began with a rushed […]

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Warming to Change

How do you deal with change? This question addresses one of the most fundamental partitions among humans, I think. During my long walks through the eastern mountains, recounted in The Dying Fish, I became painfully aware that, really, it was all change. If there are others who think I’m right about this, then it seems […]

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She Never Left Home

The photo used here is not my own and, regrettably, I’m unable to find the photographer’s name. In today’s early morning hours, my mother, Joy Keith, passed away. Her days ended at a constant care facility here in Pittsburgh’s North Hills after a long struggle with cancer. She was at peace as she left, ready […]

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Pennsylvania As Brook Trout Park

Pennsylvania is full of wild brook trout and it’s getting better all the time. Pennsylvania became one of the most unexpectedly pleasant states to wander through during my long hikes, as recounted in The Dying Fish. Originally, the tall virgin forests of the mid-Atlantic favored brook trout. They provided ample shade almost everywhere, keeping the […]

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