After nearly five decades of marriage, even the most harmonious partnerships carry their private theaters of rivalry — and for Henry and Stacey Winkler, that theater happens to be a river. The beloved actor, long celebrated for his warmth and good nature, is revealed by his wife of 48 years to become a boundary-crossing, number-inflating competitor the moment a fly rod enters his hands. Their story is a gentle reminder that intimacy does not dissolve the self, but sometimes simply relocates its edges to unexpected waters.