My father has been a tremendous influence on my photographic interests. Ever since I was a kid, I’d mess around with his 35mm Nikon camera… taking it apart, putting it back together, snapping pictures that when developed, would make my dad say, “I don’t remember taking this!”

He was always a good sport when it came to things of that matter.

My parents bought me my first camera… a Kodak Disc… I stopped using it when Kodak decided to discontinue the line. My first 35mm camera, a Minolta X-370, came on my 13th birthday. After that Minolta was stolen, they entrusted me with a Minolta Maxxum. I used that camera throughout high school and still have it.  Someday I’ll use it again if I ever find a lens that works on it (both lenses were stolen, but the camera was miraculously overlooked).

It wasn’t until 2006 that I dove into digital photography with a Canon A250 Powershot. I loved that thing and curse the bum that stole it (I really need to be more careful with my camera equipment). The least the perpetrator could have done was leave the memory card. The camera can be replaced, but not the pictures.

A few years ago I picked up a used Canon Rebel XTi. If someone steals this thing, or my awesome purple Mickey Mouse strap, I know I’ll cry like a baby.

So the lesson to be learned here is: Don’t steal.

That’s just good sound advice.

~ Thomas

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