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Article: Connecticut Post, Bridgeport, James H. Smith column: Tug of generations felt at fishing line's end.(Column)
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- July 14, 2007
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Byline: James H. Smith
Jul. 14--Time is but the stream I go a- fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Ah Thoreau, like Shakespeare and Yeats, his words are eternal.
I have fished streams without thinking of eternity. But fishing at the lake with its blue depths, mile-wide expanse, and gently rolling waves you can feel the tug of generations.
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