I Hope I Have Found Myself, My

Realism Is Death To Me. I Cannot Stand Life As It Is.

There Are Always Greater Fish Than You Have Caught, Always The Lure Of Greater Task And Achievement, Always The Inspiration To Seek, To Endure, To Find.

There Are Hours When I Must Force The Novel Out Of My Mind And Be Interested In The Children.

I Hope I Have Found Myself, My Work, My Happiness - Under The Light Of The Western Skies.

Far Away Tongariro! Green - White Thundering Athabasca River Of New Zealand! I Vowed I Would Come Again Down Across The Pacific To Fish In The Swift Cold Waters Of This Most Beautiful And Famous Of Trout Streams. It Is Something To Have Striven. It Is Much To Have Kept Your Word.