"Home" was Michigan, where we would always spend a few weeks each year and would fly fish for everything from bluegills to grayling. Dad was an Army defense lawyer who rarely was at any post for more than a few months. Was kind of tough moving away from our new friends all the time but we got to see a lot of scenery. Dad was a fishing fanatic so we fished all over the US from the east coast to the west coast. Fished in England, Ireland, Scotland, France, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Austria and Italy. Costa Rica, Venezuala, Hawaii, Japan, on and on. Dad was a great fisherman who I still greatly miss. I went to Vietnam after college and added it along with Thailand, Malasia, Australia, New Zealand, and Hawaii to the roster. Came thru Seattle in the summer of 1970 and was invited to go salmon fishing at Neah Bay and Seiku. After I got out of service in 72 I moved here. Great place to fish and raise a family...