Tuesday, September 28, 2010

At The Dive Shop With My Scuba Diver Dad

Hanging out at the dive shop.
Last weekend, we were driving along the Southern State Parkway on Long Island when old memories suddenly came back to me. As we approached the Baldwin exit 20S, I remembered hanging out with my dad at the dive shop on Grand Avenue. My dad was really into scuba diving for most of my life.


Around 1982, my dad would take me to his friend's scuba diving shop every Saturday morning. Dad was tight with the owner --  a jolly, Irish white-haired man everyone loved. He would let me have anything I wanted. The shop sold Lance brand snacks. I remember munching on endless packages of peanut butter sandwich crackers and playing hours of free arcade games while dad would sip coffee and talk shop with his dive buddies.


A big fan of E.T., I created a poster of E.T. wearing a scuba mask and tank which the dive shop owner loved. He hung my poster up and left it there for as long as I can remember. Those were good times -- innocent, happy times spent hanging with my dad while mom was busy cleaning and food shopping.  It's funny how free arcade games and snacks were all it took to keep a kid content back then.

8 comments:

Copyboy said...

Sounds like fond memories. I can definitely relate to being a fan of those bright orange peanut butter crackers.

otherworldlyone said...

Good times. :)

You know, I was probably the only kid that didn't like ET. Gave me the creeps.

The Random Blogette said...

I love the Captain's Wafers or whatever they are called. They are my favorite and I could eat them all day! My dad is actually a scuba diver too. But he decided to wait to start that until after we were out of the house. They started doing all of the fun stuff once we were gone. Of course they had the money then!!

Cheeseboy said...

I never figured ET as a scuba diver, but I am not one to doubt your dad.

1950's_atomic_ranch_house said...

Never quite got into ET either, but what a sweet story. Reminds me of some of the fun times as a kid.

Bossy Betty said...

I'll bet just the smell of a dive shop sets loose so many memories for you!

RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

Warmhearted memories, indeed.
xoRobyn

Pat Tillett said...

Wow! You sure do bring up old memories...based on the color the peanut butter, I'm not even sure it was real, but I loved them anyway! I have some fond childhood memories, I just wish they involved my family...

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