This is the end?

I grow attached to my boats.

I still have the Grumman canoe I bought with paper route money when I was 14, but many others have come and gone.

The pretty wooden drift boat in which I learned to row is but a memory now. I cashed in a retirement plan to buy that boat and never regretted the decision.

The aluminum Smokercraft that Barb and I bought when we first got together is also gone. It took us to dozens of lakes and rivers across Montana. We’ll probably never catch as many fish out of another boat as we did out of that one. It was replaced by a similar boat with a bigger motor, which we sol...