Of course I believe she’s the most wonderful woman in the world (sorry, Mom!). I became an outdoor writer because Ligia always encouraged me to pursue my dreams, but maybe that’s because she knows she is my Number One dream. My sunshine daydream.
Here are two stories about our relationship worth publishing in an outdoors blog:
October 1986—we’d been dating for a year, Ligia lived in
I lived in Pittsburgh, we decided to meet for a
weekend in Harrisburg
(the halfway point). That Saturday was the opener of Pennsylvania’s small game season, and I knew
things were getting serious if I was willing to give up a day of hunting to spend
time with her.
On Saturday evening we were on our way out to dinner when a rabbit bounced across the hotel driveway. I stopped the car so we could watch the bunny, which had paused on the lawn.
“What a cute rabbit,” Ligia said in her charming Brazilian accent. “I bet it would taste good!”
I knew right then she was the girl for me.
August 1995—we took a trip to the
Florida Keys so I
could work on several assignments for Brazilian fishing magazines.
Ligia and I spent an afternoon dodging rain squalls and chasing bonefish near Islamorada with Richard Stanczyk, owner of Bud ’N Mary’s Marina. Of course the little lady outfished me; I was thrilled, however, because the fish she caught provided fantastic photo ops.
As the sun sank into
and we stowed the rods, Richard
said, “I’ve only known you two for a few hours, but I noticed something. You’re
more than husband and wife. You’re best friends.” Florida Bay
That trip made Ligia a cover girl, posing with Richard and an Islamorada bonefish she caught. And we stayed in touch with Richard, who became a true friend over the years.
Ligia certainly honors the “in sickness and in health” part of the vows we took 25 years ago. She encourages me to go hunting as much as possible.
Enjoy the slide show.