I received my beloved camera as a Christmas present from my parents after I returned from Europe. I didn't take a camera during the first trip because I didn't have one. When I came back to the States I had one goal in mind; get back to Europe. It took me a year but I got there again. This time I had a camera. And film. And some hair on my head.

When I went back to SMFA in 1991 I took courses in darkroom technique. I finally had the chance to make prints of all the negatives I had accumulated from my wonderful-fabulous camera.