River of Dreams
on the East Branch of the Delaware River, where I have come to fish, I try to reassemble a dream that has just escaped me. I close my eyes again, and as I begin to
Fishing for All
“YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN YOUR FACE when Cooper was reeling in that grouper,” said my longtime friend Tony DiGiulian. “You were so happy. That smile was priceless.” My son Cooper, who is 9, was diagnosed with Trisomy 21, or Down syndrome, while my wife was
