Later this morning an essay on the Historeum and it's daily tours. Right now I wanted to put these pictures of a diving helmet they put outside for tour members to play with while they wait. Chuck and I were game.
It was loud and claustrophobic inside the helmet and I cannot imagine going to the bottom of the sea to do a job of work in it.
Luckily I was born into the 20th century and other jobs were available to me.
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And to think my husband did 22 years in the Army inside a similar helmet!
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