I ended up in Utah, by means of a director I met while at Ithaca College who happened to be in New York picking up a Clio for some TV spots he produced. He invited me to join him on a couple of productions he had in the works in Salt Lake City. So after graduating, Diana and I, like generations before, packed up the wagon and headed west.

Clear of the chaos, I watched John and Mark weather the storm while I stayed protected by the fortress of family, work, fly fishing, and thirteen hundred miles.