Back in February, I was on the lookout for an original Mark V mixed gas hard hat diver’s helmet for Dad’s 70th birthday, but had been quickly priced out of the market. Eventually Dad decided he’d be OK with a replica, and we went for it. This weekend celebrated by sliding the helmet over his head, swinging open the porthole and making him blow out his candles from within the hat. He went straight to brother’s pool to christen it, a kid in a candy store.
That’s me in the hat above — more at Flickr.