I started with a box camera. No shutter speeds, no f stops one lens, waiting for ever to get my prints! Ah, prints! If there were any. Black and white, shades of grey! Heads cut off! Or, nice shot of my feet. Progress.Mamiya C33. Close-ups, not so good but experience and my dog as a model how could I lose? College, photo classes along with all the biology, meteorology, anthropology and geology classes on top of all the boring classes. Best shot, the dragon in the snow...farm equipment. Fall in love! She has two kids! Am I nuts? Yup. Go to work for fotomat in their lab. Metol poisoning, it’s lke poison ivy. Time “off” shooting weddings, and portraits. Mistakes earned learned. Buy and existing studio. No business sense or experience. Dummy. Great photographer lousiest business man. Economy goes to hell. Business folds, move to the west coast from the Midwest. 645 is out of date, hard to focus, Canon F1, format too small for professional use except “news” work. No papers in Oregon willing to hire, freelance will not feed me or a family. Go to work for The State. Then, transit bus driver, and finally national telephone company. Digital camera in hand, retired. Well, sort of, I’m at it again! My own terms, with 40 years experience and a memorable conversation with Ansel Adams behind me.