"A weird little fly shop nestled half-way between the Dream Stream and Reality."
Tumbling Trout Status: COVID-19
I love my shop. I love walking in and seeing the beauty of fly-fishing products, artwork, books, drawers and drawers of flies and rods and all this cool stuff. My shop is my place of sanctuary. That said, I have decided to honor what is being asked of me and you.
I have closedmy shop including no guiding in order to honor the shelter in place order from our public officials. This step contributes to helping people who hospitalization in order to recuperate. We choosee to lower the rate of infection by honoring the stay at home order.
My 88 year old mother recounted to me that this is not the first time our nation has had to come together to block the advance of a deathly epidemic. She grew up in an orphanage in Llano, TX in the 40’s. (Coincidentally, my father grew up in an orphanage on the Turtle Mountain Agency – one of our nations’ most impoverished reservations – in North Dakota.)
My mother told me when polio came through our nation, knocking on the doors of all people, laying them down either with fatal consequences or, like my father’s brother, my Uncle Kenny, crippling youth for the rest of their life, she and all the wards of their “home” had to shut down, stay in, eat meager supplies for nearly a year until the vaccine was developed. All of this during WWII.
I listened to her talk her memories and tried to imagine the reality and the contrast between her experience with epidemic living in a comfortable, protected, loving institute and that of my father’s – abject poverty, hunger, filth, abuse and lack of love or compassion. How different the same circumstance for 2 children for the same crisis.
For us now, you and I, the circumstances are not nearly as horrible (I think) as the polio epidemic. BTW – my parents also endured diphtheria, tuberculosis, which my father experienced, Scarlett Fever, and other crazy epidemics. Polio was the one that touched and traumatized them both in a personal way. It wasn’t that long ago!
I think of the restrictions being imposed on me and others. It's not about me. It's about our community. By me taking myself out of the
public realm, I am less likely to impose a potential burden to our first responders and hospitals. I am loving my home. Our peace. The beauty that surrounds me with respect for the ones who need.