It was supposed to be an upbeat fishing-season-starts-next-week column. Maybe begin with “Hey Joe, eight days to go!” in homage to the Phoenicia Fish & Game Association’s Route 28 roadside-sign that offers hope to winter-weary mountain folk, whether fishers of trout or not.
Last week, I spent an afternoon in the Jerry Bartlett Memorial Angling Collection, upstairs in the Phoenicia Library. Saturday morning, I got a call from a friend. Early that morning, the Phoenicia Library burned.