Rite of Passage
In 1988, we took a chance and moved our family to Vermont. My husband, Tim, accepted an Art Director position with Orvis, spending the next decade refining the look and feel of the brand and learning to fly fish. We witnessed the beauty, the allure, of how fly-fishing can envelop one’s soul and knew it was a matter of time before our sons would be casting. While vacationing in Montana, our eldest son received his first Orvis fly rod for his tenth birthday. A few years later, Tim would begin taking each of our four sons on a fishing trip to Michigan’s Pere Marquette when they were about twelve or thirteen. The trip became somewhat of a rite of passage, to leave school, and siblings and head to new territory, to fish for King Salmon. Last September, Alex, Chris, Andy, and Sam, who now live in four different states, joined their father, first time altogether, on the Pere Marquette. I know they are grateful and value their time on the water with each other. Thanks to our time in Vermont, the memories will remain in our hearts and carry us to the next bend in the river.