I played with a Brownie in the late 40s and then with a movie camera in the 50s. Years later, in law school, I learned from a classmate how to process film and print. My mentor was a sports photographer and shot for the AP — he was an excellent teacher. I purchased an Ansel Adams print at a gallery in Houston. I’ve been a collector since. My spouse gave me an 8×10 Deardorff camera body. It took several months to assemble its many parts and even longer to learn to use it. The learning curve was steep and engaging. I’ve been a photographer since, if only an amateur. After I retired from a 30-year career as an attorney my son enlisted me to work in his VERVE photo gallery. Now I spend my days in the company of a vast collection of contemporary fine art photography prints.