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With four days' growth of beard. Skin-diver Art Pinder-so muscular that he looks like two small whales, back to back-jumps into a fathom and a half at Florida's Silver Springs. He shows how an enemy shave cream is useless under these conditions, then lathers up with Mennen Sof' Stroke, which sticks like biscuit dough while he mows the beard. A flavorsome little tuna named Judy Scott then swims into his arms...
Womb & Mother. Given openings like these, psychiatrists are studying skindiving and making of it what they will. One common theory: water is the great mother symbol; divers are only trying to get back to the womb. Another: divers get an omnipotent superman sensation from playing with danger. Whatever the lure, Freud or fun, U.S. divers are going down to the sea or the backyard pond as never before. More than 200 Y.M.C.A.s now teach free diving; more than 500 teach skindiving with held breath alone. Students at the prestigious Horace Mann School in The Bronx get classroom credits in diving...
...disappointment to find TIME presenting the same aged and tattered stereotype of commercial diving and divers [Jan. 25]. This is no reflection on Jack Coghlan. Long may his air flow sweet! But I get tired of people asking me, out on the job, if it's true that a diver earns $100 an hour. Maybe he earns it, but he's paid more like...
Wearing a 225-lb. suit and helmet. Diver Jack Coghlan, 25, slipped through a hole in the 14-in ice and out of sight in Port Arthur harbor last week. On bottom at 25 ft., he pushed through waist-deep silt to a wall of sheet-metal piling. In 39° water he carefully passed his rubber-gloved hands over the foundation, reporting what he felt and what little he could see into a telephone linked with the surface, and thought to himself, "Life could hardly be rosier these days...
...lakehead's only full-time professional diver, Coghlan was checking the foundation of a grain elevator, a chore at which panicky operators have kept him since the collapse of Port Arthur's United Grain Growers' elevator last September. Five days last week, he was underwater for an hour morning and afternoon on the elevator job. "To break the monotony," he passed up the sure-thing $150-a-day fee on two of those days to look for - and find - a 1,800-lb. anchor lost by the government ice breaker Alexander Henry last fall. That treasure made...