Paul Gray, professor of philosophy
My main avocation is fishing. My wife and I have a cabin on the
Cedar River, and during the summer I spend much of my time at the
cabin. The fishing I do there and in Iowa generally is Midwestern
fishing, using a john boat and a 25-horsepower outboard motor to
get to locations up and down the river. The fish I have caught include
walleye, sturgeon, carp, catfish, freshwater drum, gar, and striped
bass. I practice "catch and release" fishing. No fish
are killed.
My fondest memories growingup are of time spent fishing. I spent
my childhood fishing the rivers,
lakes, and farm ponds of eastern Ohio and my family took annual
fishing vacations in Canada. In 1996, I received a phone call from
my closest high school friend, whom I had not seen in many years,
asking if I would join him on a fly-fishing trip to the San Juan
River in New Mexico. I agreed and since then we have made annual
fly-fishing trips to some of the most spectacular locations and
trout rivers in the American West.
I love to read philosophy and literature, and I teach philosophy
and literature during the school year, with an emphasis on the topic
of utopia. But, in the summer, I want to experience utopia, not
just read about it and talk about it. To me, there is something
truly utopian about being out in nature, surrounded by mountains
in the West or by trees along the river in the Midwest, trying to
capture, to "touch," for a moment or two at least, a beautiful
fish-shaped "slice" of wilderness. My love of nature and
love of wilderness is the closest that I will ever come to what
could be called the "spiritual" in life and fishing is
a constant reminder to me that human life is very much a part of
natural life and natural life is but a short, ideally enjoyable,
journey down a "river," with absolutely no further significance
or meaning.
I had a dream last night. I saw Thoreau and Camus, sitting on the
bank of a river, fishing. I join them, thrilled, but puzzled. I
ask, "Is this Iowa?" They respond, in unison, "No,
this is 'heaven.' "
Paul Reimann, assistant football and track coach
I produce graphite drawings of various subjects as a hobby for myself
and as a business for customers. I draw a wide range of subjects
including family portraits, actors and entertainers, sports montages,
and anything that has meaning in my customers' lives. I started
drawing as a kid but really got serious about it around 10 years
ago. I draw from pictures and photographs and the best challenge
for me is to arrange a group of pictures into an eye-catching montage.
A few years ago, I read an
article about NFL quarterback Jeff Hostetler. He said that God has
given everyone a talent and that it is up to us to utilize it. I'm
very thankful for my drawing ability and when I don't work at it
on a regular basis I feel somewhat guilty. So I want to be sure
to stick with it. Who knows? When I've had enough of this coaching
business perhaps my second career will be as an artist.
As a youngster, I copied pictures out of sports magazines and books.
As I grew older and developed my skill, I studied techniques and
styles of other artists, primarily Merv Corning and Paul Calle.
A few years ago I discovered that Tubby Raymond, the head football
coach at the University of Delaware, is also an accomplished artist.
That was very motivating to me. My goal is to produce limited edition
prints. Making a little money on the side is a nice benefit but
I don't want my drawing to become work. I once drew seven separate
pictures of family members for a customer and I had to have them
done by a certain date. That was tough!
My artwork provides a nice release for me. It would be very easy
to take my job home with me, and I often do just that with recruiting
and watching film. I don't get to draw very much during the coaching
season and most of my free time is spent with my family. But I believe
all of us need a little time to ourselves. Whenever I can break
away from the world, head to my drawing table, put on some music,
and work on a project, that's a great way for me to recharge my
batteries.
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