Dad was a bit of a vagabond and loved to travel and explore new places. But, I do believe that his favorite (after playing basketball in high school) was diving. He came by diving due to a tragedy at a lake. He felt that he could have saved someone if he only had a tank and could dive. He learned how and rest is history. He loved being in the water and on the sea. It is a bit ironic because the man sunk like a stone in the water...I am thankful for all the photos that mom left behind so I can see them again. Enjoy!
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