Like Father – Like Son

I grew up in a fam­ily where my father used to do a lot of trav­el­ing for work. He would usu­ally leave very early on Mon­day and return home on Friday.

Dad was like most dads. He would spend the week­end doing chores around the house. He and my brother would care for our veg­etable gar­den. He loved foot­ball in the fall and never missed an Air Force Acad­emy foot­ball game that I can remember.

But, most of all Dad loved to fish. Every year, for Christ­mas, my brother and I could always count on our fish­ing licenses as one of the presents under the tree. As he got older, he con­tin­ued to buy our fish­ing licenses and I believe it was insur­ance that one of us would be around to take him with when we went.

My father’s love of fish­ing took a hold of me when I was young and guided me to study wildlife and nat­ural resources in col­lege. As I became more involved in con­ser­va­tion, it became much more appar­ent that what we do is not for the here and now but to ensure that the things we love are avail­able to future gen­er­a­tions. The money we raise to assist with a pre­scribed burn; the seedlings we plant to pro­vide new habi­tat; the burned areas we reseed to avoid cheat­grass infes­ta­tion – these are all done for the future and not the here and now.

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