As I recall, the year was 1964. I was still a teenager, but a teenager with a camera. It was just a basic fixed-lens SLR, a Nikkorex 35/2, but it made me the family expert. My mother wanted a new camera and said to me, “I don’t want one that’s foolproof. I need one that’s mother-proof!“
My solution was a Kodak Instamatic. A better-quality, basic box camera. A point-and-pray camera with a plastic 35mm f/9 Kodak lens that was quite sharp in the center, if not so sharp at the edges.
