During my eleven years teaching at French Creek, one of the enduring memories has been working with my colleague Debra Stocker, on the salmonid program. Seeing the wonder and excitement in students’ eyes as the eggs hatch and grow into fry makes the hard work worthwhile. Descending through the forested trail to the banks of French Creek, among budding maples and blooming trilliums, to let the children release the fry has been a joyous event and one which will remain in their memories and mine for year. These little salmon on the quilt square have come from a favourite shirt of mine that I had picked up at a second hand store close to the time I started at the school. My wife, Jill, has given renewed life to these fish once again in creating this piece.