Quick look in the vault of time.
My pal Keith and Charlie-from-Moraga geared up for the abalone. I'm pretty sure that Charlie is laughing at something Keith has said. That's not an independent recollection, but rather my reading of body language --both Charlie's and Keith's-- and my general recollection of the camaraderie that made those dive trips such joys.
Kruse Ranch, I'm pretty sure: 1978 or 79 or 80 or 81. Most likely? 1980.
A vintage moment, for sure.
