The Crocodile Hunter Is Not Dead!

Yes, you read that title correctly....The CH (Crocodile Hunter) is not dead, rather, he is alive and well in Central Florida! At this time, I won't reveal his name or whereabouts, but I will tell you a little bit about him.
This CH (my brother) was jumping on alligators, bringing home rattle snakes and coral snakes way before the real CH was even a blimp in his mother's womb....let me explain.
As a young girl, my family lived in Miami, near The Miami Serpentarium, long gone now because a hapless child fell in the crocodile/snake pit and was eaten whole in front of a bunch of horrified spectators. But the guy who owned the place lived across the street from us and always had venomous snakes and other exotic animals staying at his house. My brother was often over there and quite frequently brought some of these creatures to our house, so you can imagine what kind of a childhood I endured. Before going to bed at night, I would always check under my sheets to make sure there were no deadly animals already night-night.
And, yes, I have known my brother to jump on and subdue a gator to transport to a safer place. I have known him to stop and rescue a mother duck and her ducklings on a major thoroughfare at no thought to his own safety, with cars whizzing by at 70 mph, and the mother duck looking frantic.
Yes, my brother is the Crocodile Hunter and Captain Ahab rolled into one.... Since our family also lived in the Keys many years ago, he has maintained a boat and is always deep sea fishing. I have seen him catch monstrous fish, one being close to a world record black marlin. (He is always careful to return anything he isn't going to eat back into the water). But fisherman beware! It doesn't matter how rough or bitter the winds on the water, once my brother is in his element, he does not turn around. Thus, I had to quit going with him years ago when I got sick as a dog on the rough seas.... and as I turned my green face to look at him behind the wheel of the boat, I could have sworn he looked just like Captain Ahab, laughing and enjoying the swelling seas.
And there have been shark encounters with my brother, too.
For a long time now, I have been declaring the Crocodile Hunter is Not Dead. He is alive and well in Central Florida...he's my brother!
For more about The Miami Serpentarium, check out www.pbase.com/donboyd/image/64581068