The End of the Season Marks Family Time

“For our fishing family, the holidays mark the end of one season and begets another. Our nets are mended and put away; my brother, Luke, switches gears to long trips offshore, and my father has traded his Xtratuf boots for skis, snow, and mountains. It’s the rare occasion when our families, three generations, come together not for fishing, though it lingers in everything we do. Luke harvests and prepares our Grandma Wheeler’s lobster casserole and supplies any in-season catch. Our shared stories, photographs, conversation, and food inevitably return to fishing.“