My Names and Logos
Larry "Harris" Taylor, Ph.D.
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times over the last couple of decades, I have been asked about the origin of my
nicknames and handles. My typical response is, "it is a dull, boring
story." So, here is the dull
origin of my nickname, Harris, which confirms there is nothing exciting
am the oldest of four children. My mother named her children Larry, Gary, Perry
and Sherrie. As a child, I lost count of the number of times I heard adults say,
"Oh, how cute!" The rhyming did not appeal to me.
junior high, I started playing some Class A fast-pitch softball. Most of the
guys on the team were a few years older than I. We did not socialize (a few
years age differential is very significant during male adolescence). During our
first game, a very high, slightly foul ball was hit my way. (I played first
base.) At the time, the "in" thing for me and my peers was to make a
"Willie Mays basket catch" (the mitt is held horizontal at the waist
and the fielder moves entire body as a unit until the ball drops into the mitt.
It looks cool when successful and is most embarrassing when it fails.) As first
baseman, I did the usual wave-off to let the team know that I had spotted the
ball and was indicating that the "play was mine to be made." I then
went into the "Willie Mays posture" (Standing very still with the mitt
held at waist level moving a bit so the ball would drop into the mitt). My older
teammates did not know what I was doing. I kept hearing the short stop (As team
captain, it was his job to let the infield know who was making the play) yelling
"Harris!" Each time he screamed, it was louder and more desperate! I
remember wondering why he was yelling some one else's name because I had clearly
indicated the play was mine and my teammates were giving me space to make the
play. Eventually the ball dropped into my mitt and the trivial little incident
was over. I walked the ball back to the mound and then asked the shortstop why
he kept yelling, "Harris," because my name was Larry. He told me he
had thought my name was Mike Harris and that for the rest of the season, my name
would be "Harris." Since Harris did not end in the "ary"
sound, I adopted the name for playing ball and gradually extended it to general
use. (In addition, my mother hated the nickname, so I suspect that this was an
additional incentive for me, as a teenager, to use it!)
"Old Indian Name"
I once overheard a student in my 100+ -hour master diver class ask one of my divemasters why I always used my nickname, "Harris", on the dive site. My divemaster smiled and said, "Harris is an old Indian name that means, "He who dives with much equipment."" The photos from the 90's below bear testament to that observation.
Scuba Closet 1
On A Local Dive
Scuba Closet 2
"Harris" Taylor, Ph.D.
have always thought of myself as an informal sort of person. I typically
introduce myself as having only one name, "Harris." If I could,
I would live my whole life in jeans and tennis shoes. My first formal diving
paper, "What Nobody Wants To Hear" was submitted to NAUI News in the
early '80's with the one word by-line. The then-editor, Jim Arkison, called me
to tell me that he could not publish an article with a one-word by-line. I told
him that the local diving community knew me only as "Harris" and it
was important to me that people associate me with my writing. The name
"Harris" Taylor did not sound right to me (It still does not, but that
is a socio-pathology best left unsaid). So, Jim suggested the by-line be my
nickname in the middle of my legal name. Thus, the author, Larry
"Harris" Taylor, was created as a condition for publishing my first
diving paper. Jim also wanted to put my degree in the by-line (some folks feel
an earned Ph.D. gives respect (g)) so, with the exception of a few events
(beyond my control); all my work has had the three names, followed by a degree
the years, I have noticed at least eight different Larry Taylor's (it is a
common name) writing in the underwater-related literature. By using the
"three names, degree by-line" I maintain a consistent body of work. I
use it as a signature in diving e-mail and newsgroup posts simply to maintain
the association between my posts and my publications. Besides, I would not want
those other Larry's blamed for some of my more outspoken editorials.
That people associate me with the three names was clearly identified when Skin Diver magazine published my 2000 Feet Below Lake Erie article with an altered by-line (i.e. no "Harris.") I most strongly believe that no editor has the right, without consent, to alter or delete the by-line of an author. I also believe it is improper to assign authorship to another party, but that is an entirely different can of worms. The local people wondered why I had not written the article. (They knew I was diving at the PDK detector site.) Since the PDK facility was near Cleveland, many Ohio divers thought the Ohio diver, Larry Taylor, had written the article. The bottom line was Skin Diver denied me credit for authorship by altering my pen name. Ever since then, I have made it very clear that, for the sake of consistency, I want the "three names" pen name associated with my work. (In fairness, I should point out that the now defunct Skin Diver was not the only recreational diving publication or recreational training organization to alter or remove my name from submitted manuscripts.)
a newly certified diver (and voracious reader), I began to accumulate diving
information. I had been trained at a dive shop that told its students that all
piston regulators were inferior. (Obviously, this was before I realized the
extent to which franchising and greed controls our sport. Pistons were bad
(inferior) simply because this vendor did not sell them). More and more I felt
that our sport was promulgating mythology, presenting opinions as facts, or
simply not-informing people. To me, mythology is best clarified by the
acquisition of factual information. So, when I became an instructor, I told my
students that one of my goals was to differentiate between myth and reality. In
one class, I mentioned that some day I would find an artist to draw me a logo of
a diving unicorn for this "myth and reality" theme. It turned out that
one of my students was a graphic designer (graduate of the prestigious Detroit
Arts & Crafts Institute) who had a passion for drawing unicorns. The next
day I was presented with a drawing that instantaneously became my logo
the early 90's, I was a participant in the GEnie on-line scuba bulletin board.
This was pre-internet (using a fast 2400 baud modem on an IBM XT). I did not
want some number (LTaylor221) as a logon ID. Tracy, alias Divemaster, of that
forum told me he could get me a personalized ID. Since I have a real passion for
extremely swift water (local St Clair river has current flow of 90 million
gallons a minute, one of most intense current flows navigated in North America),
I chose River Rat as my sign-on ID. Eventually,
I became part of the SysOp staff. I have always been proud of my association
with the GEnie group .It was a friendly place where divers assembled on-line to
share their knowledge and experiences. Clearly, it was one of the most
worthwhile expenditures of my time in this sport. The drawing of a River Rat on
my "about" page was a gift from one of the GEnie SysOps, Scuba Mom.
GEnie died, in the early 1990's, I was left without a provider for my
recreational browsing. By the time I joined Earthlink, river rat, as a unique
name had been taken. (So had just about any other name I could think of related
to either river diving or science fiction and I did not want to be a
name/number.) Given the volume of my library/video/DVD/software collection
Divegeek seemed appropriate. (But in my heart, I will always be a river rat!)
Photo documentation that "Divegeek" is appropriate for me: My home office
21 computers, working 24 / 7 / 365 for the BOINC scientific distributed computing network
All hard-wired 'cause as a biochemist, I know the brain damage caused by wi-fi radiation
See NoCellSlides for slide set on risks associated with wifi radiation
(Hint: no single cell phone / wi-fi device sold in US can pass consumer safety radiation emission standards)
Which shows a bit of technological progress since the days when I wrote my dissertation:
On The Internet
There are now several different divegeeks on the Internet. I am the divegeek that has a diving web site, not the divegeek that posts about firearms / weapons.
On my wedding day, I overheard someone asking my late ex-Mother-In-Law what I should be called. This woman had noticed that I had responded to either Larry or Harris and she wondered about the distinction. My ex-Mother-In-Law (a delightful lady, who, to her death kept orange juice and blueberry muffins in her kitchen for me) responded, "His mother calls him Larry, but his friends call him Harris." The lady smiled and said, "Well, I guess I will have to call him Harris!"
Divers, please call me by my one-word nickname, "Harris"
I leave you with this aspect of my personality: (known by all who work with me)
The sweatshirt I am wearing in my 2001 office is a chemical periodic table done in brown squares displaying the elements:
C_H_O_Co_La_Te (Its good chemistry)
Scuba Smiley from GabaSoft's Emoticon application
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