'May I use your camera, Dad?' There, I'd asked! Now, the wait, nervously wondering how he was going to respond.
'Sure, but you've got to promise to ... well, I know you'll take care of it. Go get it from the desk and I'll show you how to handle it.'
I must now admit to being pleasantly surprised, since at the time I'd figured there was little chance he would allow me use of his precious jewel-like German camera. Truth be told, back then I wasn't as good at putting machines back together as I was at taking them apart to see how they worked! Nevertheless, my pockets stuffed...more
