In A River Runs Through It, Norman Maclean claims that in my family, there is no clear line between religion and fly-fishing. Nor is there a clear line between family and fly-fishing. It is the one activity where brother can connect with brother and father with son, bridging troubled relationships at the junction of great trout rivers in western Montana. In Macleans autobiographical novella, it is the river that makes them realize that life continues and all things are related.
