New England, USA
I still have my first copy of Burt Dow, Deep Water Man by Robert McCloskey. I read it every once in a while. It reminds me of my home in Maine and the summers that I spent on the water and all of the wonderful things that can come out of the ocean. One of my earliest memories is from when I was aboutfour, being in my Dad’s tiny boat trolling for tinker mackerel and being able to catch four of them on the same line. It was amazing to me how pulling little green tubes through the dark water could produce such amazing creatures as tinker mackerel and equally amazing how such pretty little fish could taste so horrible.
Oh, the Sights I've Seen...
Since those days in the little blue Glastron, I have followed the ocean and seen all sorts of great things along the way: Whale sharks gliding through the Gulf Stream, Tarpon rolling to breathe on glass calm Florida mornings, Cow-nosed rays schooling in the Chesapeake, and juvenile Bald Eagles pulling fish from a saltwater waterfall near the Canadian border.
Bringing the Oceans to the World
I have also seen horrible things in my travels. Juvenile sharks caught in shrimp nets in Alabama, Queen Angelfish for sale in Virgin Island fish markets, and ghost towns where fishing industries have collapsed all the way along. Fortunately, I have the ability to teach these things. Showing these things to the world, both the good and the bad, will ultimately let the good things continue and the bad to stop. I feel grateful for the kind of work that Oceana does and am proud to be part of this effort.