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Talk to Naysleep. Listen, kid, if you're willing to go where other people are afraid to, you'll never be out of a job.

Those words, spoken by my dad's ex-Navy pal Cliff when I was only nine years old,

were what set everything into motion.

Or maybe, after everything that's happened, I just want somebody else to blame.

Cliff had everything I thought was cool back in 1989.

Short jean shorts, a mustache, aviator sunglasses, a girlfriend with big hair, even a Camaro.

I could tell that Ma didn't approve of the Iron Maiden that his stereos blared

while he took Dad and I for a tour of the coastal town where he lived.

But that only made him seem cooler to me.

See, Cliff was a wreck diver.

When a ship sank, he and his crew would hunt down the sight of the loss,

sometimes going hundreds of feet underwater to investigate what had gone wrong.

Insurance companies paid top

dollar for the information Cliff's crew provided. None of them had more than a high school

education, but they made thousands by working just a few days per month. It was only later, after

it was too late, that I realized how much Cliff had left out of the rosy picture he'd painted for us

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