It was 1963, I was four years old, my father had just gotten his first car, we took a drive to Sheepshead Bay in Brooklyn; down Nostrand Avenue to Emmons and we made a right, we pulled up by the fishing boats and parked. My dad took me to see the days' catch. We had a hot-dog at Ross McGuinnes. Little did I know he had a plan. Step by step, we made out way the few blocks to Ocean Avenue. There was a little store there with surfboards, and skis, and tennis rackets........... and scuba! Dad took me to get my first "real" mask. I remember this little man, smaller than my father, it was a Saturday, and the store was busy, but he took the time to fit me with this black rubber mask with the metal "pro" rim, and a snorkel without Ping-Pong balls. 35 years later I remember him saying "Take it home, try it out in the bathtub, if it leaks bring it back; pay me for it next week." That was my first introduction to Harvey. He placed the window of the world on my face... Harvey was the true backbone of the sport of scuba diving. People all over the world know Aqua Crazy Harvey, he's discovered wrecks, and probably made some too, he traveled the world and dinned with ships' captains of the world famous liners, he ran with the bulls in Spain, and had chased his share of women too..... He told me once not too many years ago "I have been all over the world, seen more shipwrecks than one could fit in a lifetime, but my favorite wreck of them all is the Oregon." Be well my friend. Joel Silverstein -- Send mail for the `techdiver' mailing list to `techdiver@aquanaut.com'. Send subscribe/unsubscribe requests to `techdiver-request@aquanaut.com'.
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