BY WILSON GREENE
I took some time off one spring to fish.
I had mostly planned for it. Months earlier, as I tied flies and rigged my truck for camping, my wife began referring to the coming downtime as my “sabbatical.” That felt generous, a characterization maybe reserved for priests and tenured professors, not a…
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