Paul Greenberg spent his childhood bouncing around from home to home with his mother and brother in Greenwich, Connecticut. He speaks fondly of one of these homes that had a pond with the biggest largemouth bass he had ever seen. Unfortunately, in the winter of 1978, they died. This lead Greenberg to search out more bountiful hunting grounds which eventually took him to the ocean. There he spent several summers learning where and when fish would arrive based on landmarks and which flora was in bloom. His childhood affair with fishing ended when he turned 18 but he returned to Connecticut in his early thirties to care for his mother. It was by her request that he picked up fishing again however, what he noticed about the current fishing scene was quite different from his childhood memories of Long Island Sound. This led him on quite a different quest, what was happening to the world’s fisheries as he saw the same four fish showcased in fish market after fish market regardless of whether he was in Maine or Florida.
I can relate to Greenberg’s curiosity with my work however, my work is mechanical and not nature based.
At this point in the book I feel like Greenberg would have had quite a pessimistic view about the health of the world’s fisheries because he speaks of the local variety of fish that was sold, he sold as a kid, dwindled down to four.
I think at the end of the book Greenberg may have a more optimistic view as his insight become more wholistic.