Marling A. Pletcher

Marling was my pap and a kind and generous man. He was the first person to take me out of the country to Canada to fish. One morning, we saw a moose cross a lake in what felt like a dream, and I came home with a trout I caught. That trout stayed in my freezer for many months. I would sometimes take it out to show friends or just to look at it myself, but I'm afraid we never did eat it. He often shared his thoughts on the fish in Canada, saying, "The fish in Canada die of old age." There´s no...