A few years ago, my Grandpa Tom died, and his beloved camera- a 35mm Kodak Retina III- was given to me by my Grandma and Mom.
The shutter was broken. I finally got it fixed at Walter’s Camera Repair, a tiny, barred-windowed shop between a pharmacy and small grocer in LA. Walter is a camera specialist from Egypt, well along in age, and was the only person I could find between Minneapolis and Los Angeles capable of fixing the camera. He was very impressed with the camera’s condition (my Grandpa kept the 50 year old camera in remarkable repair) and complimented the camera profusely.
Grandpa Tom took beautiful pictures with this little camera, including photos around Europe when my Grandma and him were as young as me and he had just finished his tour. Later, he took pictures of his family.
He did amazing work, and left some very big shoes to fill. This is series one in the Grandpa Tom Camera Diaries.