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There Are A Lot Of People Who Are Doing Wonderful Things, Quietly, With No Motive Of Greed, Or Hostility Toward Other People, Or Delusions Of Superiority.

I Think The Feature Reporter Often Walks A Very Thin Line Between A Truly Human Story And One That Slops Over Into Mushiness Or Sentimentality.

Often I Have Been Exhausted On Trout Streams, Uncomfortable, Wet, Cold, Briar Scarred, Sunburned, Mosquito Bitten, But Never, With A Fly Rod In My Hand Have I Been Less Than In A Place That Was Less Than Beautiful.

I Saw How Many People Were Poor And How Many Kids My Age Went To School Hungry In The Morning, Which I Don't Think Most Of My Contemporaries In Racially Segregated Schools In The South Thought Very Much About At The Time.

I Had A Little Insight Into Life That Most Kids Probably Didn't Have. My Mother Was A Schoolteacher, And My Father Was A Social Worker. Through His Eyes I Saw The Underside Of Society.