I've read these waters since I was a boy standing next to my father, and I know them better than I know most people. But the nets come up lighter every season, and my son watches me and wonders if there's any future in it. I want to hand this life down to him, and I'm scared there won't be enough left to give.
More people experience this than they realize.
You've mastered a trade that's dying, and you don't know how to pass it on.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.