Dear Reader: “When Fish Rise” is the story of a friendship and discovery of faith, something we may not have been looking for at first. We became friends in the place where we first learned to flyfish, a point of reference throughout our 40 years. He became a master and I am still not very good at it. It didn’t matter in the end. We found something greater.
“The very condition of having Friends
is that we should want something else
besides Friends.”
~ C.S. Lewis
We were a small group, mostly unknown to each other and brought together by shared interest in a philosophy class and a professor with the magnetism of a favorite uncle. He was standing waist-deep and fly casting in a small Poconos stream.
It was 1972 and we were freshmen in a secular university. We were reading a few of the ancient Greek philosophers and discussing their observations on logic, reason and truth: all three in harmony and intrinsically recognizable by most people. I was surprised to find illumination of my Catholic faith in this setting, without reference to Christianity in the teaching. Twelve years of Catholic schooling had failed to imprint the tradition of the Greeks and their influence on my faith, or perhaps I hadn’t been paying attention. This professor awakened something buried deeply, but at first all he seemed to want was nothing more than for us to break the horns of a moral dilemma – when either one of two choices is perceived as equally bad – by proving one or the other horn false using logic, reason and truth rather than the slogans of the day.
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