And then we turned them over to DNR, who put them on a ship, a boat, and took them out to the Gulf Stream and released them. That was called headstarting, and that was abandoned soon after as being ridiculously labor-intensive for saving only a few turtles. But anyway, it was a great time. So finally, I come back and he says, “Okay, January 3rd’s today.” So January 3rd, 1973, I walked through a chain link gate into the first zoo I’d ever been to. And there were no animals, but they did start to arrive about four months later, maybe April or May. A few things came in, but nothing sexy, no tigers, lions, and bears. Mostly small stuff. And during that time, I had nothing to do.
