Two months after I stopped driving, I decided I wanted to be a Lyft driver. I had taken Lyft a number of times and encountered a couple of interesting drivers. The first was an 80-year-old man who had retired but liked to drive, and to fish. He had fished in one of my favorite streams, the Upper Weber, where I had fished for six years. In years past, each of us had caught all manner of trout and a few grayling that had escaped from Sand or Dollar lakes.
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