NASDS, #2383, 1968, instructor Herb Ellis at Herb's Dive Shop, Daytona Beach, Florida. Herbs is gone, and Herb Ellis is more than likely dead by now, too.
I was trying to get a replacement card and stumbled across this forum. I read this entire thread, which had its first post in 2006 and the last in 2008, so I guess I'm a latecomer. I joined the Forum just to get in an old guy comment. Jesus, at 58 Im not that stinking old! Where are all the divers from back in the day? Does anybody remember the two-hose regulator?
My card just says, This qualified SCUBA diver has completed the NASDS Diving Course. No chips, no pictures, not much of anything. It is severely cracked, though. In 1973, I took a course for what, if I remember correctly, was an NASDS Senior Dive certification at Charlies Divers Dock in Sunnyvale, California. I remember the card was black, but I lost it years ago. Of course all the NASDS records burned up in 1977, Charlie is dead and the The Divers Dock is gone, and so is that certification.
Today there are so many money-grubbing certifications and restrictions. I pretty much had to give up organized sanctioned activities where regulations tell me what I can or cant do without throwing them some more money. You arent certified to dive this deep, or you cant dive at night, etc. All I need is to be able to get my tanks filled (and thats about all I can do!).
The irony is Ive probably made 1000s of dives, including many below 200 feet including free ascent, 100s involving pre-gps navigation, 100s at night, many in caves and in wrecks, many 100s off the beach and 100s of those in heavy surf, etc. Ive even been chased by sharks while dragging bloody fish on my stringer (just plain luck of the stupid there). I lost interest in logs 30 years ago, and no longer have the one I once kept.
All that and $40 (lots more than the course cost back in 68) will get me a replacement card that says Im a beginner. Nice. Oh well, at least I do not have to surrender my old, original, badly broken one!
Truth of the matter is, I get out once in awhile, but not all that much anymore. I ride my motorcycle a lot, though hence the name WetRide. It rains a lot here. Now I live in Thailand. Anybody coming this way, give me a shout.