... He told a story of a great battle between the Americans and Japanese where many ships were sunk from both sides and how under terrible conditions the men fought and died, we were totally enthralled couldn't get enough ...

For as long as I can remember I wanted to SCUBA dive. I remember being fascinated by my dad’s cylinders of air with yellow flaking paint and belts of lead weights that lay around the house, and the promise of what lay beneath the surface of the sea. As luck would have it, by the time I seriously started thinking about diving I had been diagnosed with adult asthma.