When I visited with my family in 1980, I snapped photos of the 18 wheeler truck from B.J. and the Bear and Cylons from Battlestar Galactica, saw the Psycho house, and drove through a parted Red Sea. But there was one thing that overshadowed my whole experience – the Jaws shark. It was five years since Jaws terrorized the big screen, and still traumatized by the apex predator, I constantly...
