Every day I visit this website. And every day the regret grows. As a child I was fascinated with diving. My father was a diver and civilian contractor to the Canadian military in the 1950s. Photos, artifacts and equipment were abundant in our home. I wanted to be a diver too and began snorkeling at a very young age. I then graduated to Scuba at the age of 13, having shown my Dad that I was ready and mature enough.
A diver needed a diver’s watch. But I was just a kid; my income derived from delivering newspapers and pumping gas after school.
Nevertheless, once or twice a week while bounding about as young boys do, I would stop at the local jewellers to peer through the glass of the showcase at the diver’s watches that captivated me.
The Rolex Submariner was the one that a diver like me needed to have. That cost more than $500 in 1970. Wow! Who could possibly afford that?
And alongside there was always the Tudor at about $325 as I recall, and in my favourite colour, blue.
Whatever. It didn’t matter. The price of these timepieces was far beyond this young student’s modest means.
A few years after my father’s passing, I found his 1949 Everest in a drawer where it had sat for close to fifty years. My research to restore it lead me here, and the Submariner began to beckon once more. I love my new LV, but I sure do wish I would’ve found the $500 back then to buy one of those 1970 models.