For the past couple of days, my younger son and I have been trying to cure our nature-deficit disorder. Right now, I’m sitting in bed in a Bishop, California motel that, well, isn’t the Ritz. Matthew, who is 23, is still asleep, and deeply. A few hours ago we staggered across the clumped grass and mud along the Owens River, struggled to keep our balance as 40 mph gusts tangled our fly lines. We froze and sweated in the sleet as the snow line crept lower on the Sierra. Fishing was terrible, we were miserably cold, and perfectly happy.

A decade ago, as the Twin Towers burned, Matthew was 13. That afternoon, I bundled him into the VW van and took him to this very place....

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Comment by Marghanita Hughes on April 5, 2011 at 10:01pm
Such a wonderful and moving post. Can't wait to read your new book. You are an inspiration to us all Richard. I can't thank you enough for what you have done for children, parents, teachers, individuals and organizations across the globe. I am filled with hope for our childrens future.
Comment by Carmen Field on March 26, 2011 at 10:59pm

Thank you, Rich, for this wonderful reminder of how nature can heal a media-scarred psyche. My family just returned from Kauai, where 2 weeks ago we camped out in our rental car during a tsunami evacuation - all night long troubled by the extreme devastation and woe in Japan. The following morning we escaped from the night's anxiousness and despair in the cool, clear waters of the ocean and swam, snorkeled and tidepooled till our toes looked like prunes. Nature, and especially big or fast water, is indeed a healer extraordinaire!



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