We don’t talk politics in the Loveland Fishing Club. You won’t find this rule in our bylaws, but it is a guideline that has allowed our randomly chosen, wildly opinionated seniors to harmonize for nearly two decades. With an average age approaching 80, it’s not that we lack strong opinions. It’s just that we collectively choose not to air them in situations where discussion should be on trout, bass, or scheduled hip replacements. Tom, Dennis, Jim and I have known each other well enough, long enough, to realize we don’t agree a damned bit about most things political. But in nearly 20 years of really close acquaintance, I don’t recall a single cross word between us. Like a couple celebrating their 50th anniversary, we know exactly which buttons to push to annoy one another; we just choose not to push them. Similarly, I just returned from a harrowing one-day ice fishing expedition to Colorado’s North Park, involving a snowy, six-hour round trip through the mountains. On that m...