A guy not particularly famous now, John D. Craig. He had a book he wrote named Danger is My Business about his and friends' diving exploits during, if I remember, the thirties, and several television shows/series later on. I had the book, that he had given to my dad with a signed note on the beginning pages, but in all my moving of, say, fifty years, somewhere in there I gave it away. Whacks self with bags of seashells..
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_D._Craig
worth a read..
He was a colleague and friend of my father's. Actually, he's the one who taught me, one afternoon when we were visiting him and his family, how to use a bow and arrow. Heh - I got the arrow just an eence away from the bulls eye (my only try at that, ever). I've memories of his coming to our house in the Chicago area for dinner several times, and his many stories that amazed me - that was in the early fifties when I was between 9 and 13 years old. Primo listening time.