Story: A Return to Moar Lake

In this month’s Gray’s Sporting Journal, Tom Davis writes about a childhood correspondent whose friendship helped teach him the meaning of ‘loss.’
“Of course, for someone of my interests, it was unbelievably cool to have ‘an Indian friend from Manitoba,’ as I described Wilson to my friends at home, always with a touch of pride. A cynic would say I objectified Wilson, that I regarded him as little different from that big northern pike–another trophy from my trip to Moar Lake–and I suppose there’s some truth in that. I was, after all, a typical American teenager, and thus one of the most self-absorbed creatures on earth: a mile wide, an inch deep.”

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