I like this thread.
I grew up in North Mississippi where the name of the game was crappie and catfish. My Grandfather fished with minnows and jigs. My Dad would fish to be social, but much preferred hunting and guns. My Grandfather died when I was 10. My Dad and I would fish for catfish a few nights but we mostly hunted together.
In college I had some friends who were pretty good Bass and Crappie fishermen. We had fun with spinning gear.
I never picked up a fly rod until my late 20s. A yellow eagle claw with worms or popping bugs. I loved catching bluegill.
I joined a corporation and moved to Oregon, Florida, Colorado, back to Oregon, lower Alabama, back to Florida, back to MS and now back to Oregon. I loved every minute.
I didn't really get into fishing until I turned 40. Now it is sort of an obsession.
I took my first fly tying class from Charlie Craven. I learned a lot from Mark Noble. I took some saltwater tying classes at the Church Mouse in Fairhope, AL. I took casting lessons from Tim Rajeff. So I got into this after I could afford decent stuff and instruction. I have collected a ridiculous amount of stuff. Both gear and feathers and fur.
My daughters fly fish some, and go with me when life doesn't get in the way. They also like plastic worms fishing.
I am not a purist. I got into Bass fishing with plastic worms, in a big way, too. From my kayak. But fly fishing and tying are my favorite pass times.