It started with a 1970s Instamatic. My favorite camera of all time.

I took it everywhere. On every adventure. Forgot to check my back pocket and jumped in the lake with it more than once. In fourth grade I left it outside, in my backpack, in the snow, over a long weekend and it still clicked the next day.

Indestructable. Picking up prints a full 3 days later was Christmas morning every time.

Now days, they're downloaded instead of developed and time flies. The bar is constantly being raised and the possibilities truly are endless.
While the youth continue to go bigger and bigger, the old school remind us that style and patience still rule.

So does the fact that everyone loves a good story. Everyone has time for one, everyone laughs at a funny one and remembers a great one.