The Coup d'etat...

There once was a boy named Billy.  This boy Billy learned to dive, became an instructor got married to a woman who learned to dive and they went off diving together and they were very happy.

Then they had two kids, Billy became a doctor and they didn't dive for a long, long time.  Then Billy's two children learned to dive and the whole family was very happy.  They dove offshore, they took trips, they had become the "Diving Bells".

Then Billy thought it would be fun to start teaching again and let surgery be "just a hobby."  And all hell broke loose...  He and his wife went to "medical conferences" in the Caymans where they'd dive, go to the bar and talk to Jim and Ann (who were cave diving instructors).  So the next thing you know the whole family is in Florida taking a cave course.  Billy's mother and mother-in-law weren't too happy about that... Then Billy's daughter Helena thought it would be fun to take an ITC and become and instructor just like her Daddy.  So after two weeks of Medieval Torture she waved her life good-bye and was off certifying people left and right.  And just when the now Cave DivingBells couldn't get anymore involved in diving... they bought... a DIVE SHOP.

And so here we are... the Diving Bells, proud owners of Tarheel Divers... yeah we're thinking of changing our name to the Bankrupt Bells...  But if you'd like to help us prove that buying a dive store wasn't the dumbest decision we've ever made...  peruse around: buy a spear gun (I hear Riffe's are nice), sign up for a course (I'm a REALLY good Instructor I promise!!), or just stop by to chat... At any rate, ya'll come back now ya hear?