I really appreciate the input, especially about the gun. The guy was my hero but I was too young to join him in his adventures before he was killed in a boat wreck. Our house, when I was 9 to maybe 12 years old, was full of his diving stuff, like magazines and guns. He made his own Hawaiian sling, I remember, using surgical tubing, and it was really long too. He also talked of some kind of thing that I guess y'all call a bang stick, but to push down on a shark's head to take him out. I recall him [Larry] talking maybe to a buddy of his or my dad, or me maybe, about putting some kind of suringe on it with I think he said nicotine! This was probably just talk on his part as I never saw such a thing, but he was saying how a little bit would instantly paralyze the beast.
And we had a number of aquariums where he kept some of his catch, like the octopus that got out a few times, even after the top was on.
As you could imagine, as a little kid who loved snorkeling, I was enthralled by his tales and exploits and I couldn't wait to dive the reefs too. But a string of circumstances intervened, and it is only now, decades later, that I am doing so. Truthfully, and in a spiritual sense, on my first reef dive last March I felt almost that I was diving with him.
Last night, digging into a box of old pictures, I was so glad to find this picture of him. With your help in this thread, I now have some verification that he must have been what I thought as his little brother, i.e., he was one heck of a spear fisher!
