![]() ![]() ![]() That same year, I began struggling to write little stories, which my mother scribbled on in India ink, offering lush, near-illegible phrases and insights, and I got my first boat and began fishing for eels in Long Island Sound. But also, while witnessing the death struggle between a larger-than-life blue marlin and an old man, I became intoxicated by the rhythm of Hemingway’s short sentences, and some strange fusion took place deep inside me - great writing and fishing became bonded. Before I was halfway through that genius novel, I knew I wanted to spend stretches of my life hunting the ocean for giant game fish. ![]() I fell in love with fishing at 13 in 1952, when my artist mother, Stella Waitzkin, handed me a copy of Life magazine featuring Ernest Hemingway’s Old Man and the Sea. ![]()
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