He is definitly an old school, not politicly correct, tell it like it is kind of guy. I had met him several times when he worked for Real 8 and after his finds were taken away from the Maravillas. My dad used to deal with Real 8 he was the cob broker, and he would bring shipwreck items, and old bottles to trade for cobs at the Museum of Sunken Treasure in Satellite Beach, just North of Cocoa Beach. After I started driving at 16, and when I wanted to borrow my dads van to drive my buddies and me over to Sebastian Inlet to surf, he started having me bring boxes of bottles and stuff over to the museum, and I would bring home a box of cobs. Usually I was met at the back door by a big strong guy with black hair, who was Bob Marx. I was there the day after all the gold was stolen in 1971 I think, the day that Mel Fisher left Real 8, and was met by Bob Marx and he told me what happened. I was over with my dad in Indiatlantic, (I think I was 14 or 15)and he was going over to Bob's house to trade and talk. My dad said, you should wait here(motel), I said, I have heard it all I can handle it. We went over to his house and he told my dad the story of the crooked Bahamian government, and I have never heard so many explicitives describing a Bahamian. Or all Bahamians. More curse words than normal words. He was spitting mad telling the story, and back then, his bite would have been a lot worse than his bark. He was a big strong man. Needless to say he cannot go back to the bahamas. Some kind of a crooked deal was going on behind his back when they found out he did find treasure. He went through the Navy dive team and lived, he has been bit by a Mako shark and lived, been underwater with explosives that went off next to him, lots of other injuries that would put down most men. He is a great UW archeoligist, a great story teller, and I would love to hear him again.
