A mystery of the universe is how it has managed to survive with so much volunteer help.

Now nearly all those I loved and did not understand when I was young are dead, but I still reach out to them.

A mystery of the universe is how it has managed to survive with so much volunteer help.

One great thing about fly fishing is that after a while nothing exists of the world but thoughts about fly fishing

In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing. We lived at the junction of great trout rivers in western Montana, and our father was a Presbyterian minister and a fly fisherman who tied his own flies and taught others. He told us about Christ's disciples being fishermen, and we were left to assume, as my brother and I did, that all first-class fishermen on the Sea of Galilee were fly fishermen and that John, the favorite, was a dry-fly fisherman.

When exhausted and feeling sorry for yourself, at least change your socks.

Each one of us here today will at one time in our lives look upon a loved one who is in need and ask the same question: We are willing to help, Lord, but what, if anything, is needed? For it is true we can seldom help those closest to us. Either we don't know what part of ourselves to give or, more often than not, the part we have to give is not wanted. And so it is those we live with and should know who elude us. But we can still love them - we can love completely without complete understanding.