He lived and worked in the Keys, where he was also an excellent competitive fisherman in those shallow and crystal clear. After our workshop, he and I would go fishing for Bonefish, the game fish he competed for. They are big, fast, and opaque. The small boat we rode in had an elevated platform where someone would stand and look for where the fish were. Once given direction and distance, the person fishing attempts to place the line and hook just ahead of where the fish appears to be headed. Accuracy is everything. I failed miserably. He did not.
His office was wonderful to work with. One time during our workshop, a friend of his came into the office who needed emergency dental care. He was, and is, a world-famous folk singer who made his home in the Keys. I recognized him immediately and loved his music, and I let him know that. After the emergency was dealt with, and as he was about to leave, he invited the two of us to his bar and restaurant for dinner.
When we arrived, we were seated next to a small stage where he and his band perform nightly when not traveling around the world giving concerts. Only a red rope separated me from where he sat with his guitar, and we had an incredible evening of his music.
The dentist and fisherman I worked with lived through numerous hurricanes and floods and once lost his home next to the waters off the Key where he lived and had his office. So, what? He loved the environment where he lived and practiced. And, as difficult as it was to travel there, I enjoyed the times with him, his staff, and the people I met.
Adventure awaits—Never know what is to be—Live this, the moment
Life, a mystery—Who knocks at the door? Go see—Maybe good or bad?