Adventures

June, 1978

I am 60 feet below the surface of the Caribbean, somewhere off the Virgin Island of St. Thomas. I exhale. The bubbles make a strange ringing noise as they pass my ears. The silver shapes shimmer and expand as they rise to the surface. Delicate coral fans wave in the current, discreetly hiding a three-foot-long barracuda. Several yellow striped fish collide in front of my face mask. I am astonished to find myself underwater. I've entered a movie filled with strange creatures and vivid colors. The...