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When I was growing up, my parents had an old 35mm Leica they would take everywhere. I was never allowed to touch it though. It was like a rare museum piece that just so happened to be sitting on the kitchen counter amongst the mail and chocolate bars.

While you would think that as a kid I would take offense to not being able to use the precious camera and pull a Ferris Bueller, instead it never occurred to me to take it out for a spin. When I would look at that camera all I ever saw was impeccable craftsmanship. It was an intimidating piece of gadgetry that deserved to be revered. Some 30+ years ago that Leica takes better pictures than any digital camera I've had the opportunity to snap away with. My parents in the meantime, have gone through a handful of digital cameras that consistently break after only a year of use, while that antique keeps clicking away.

Now while I may never own a Leica, or for that matter touch the Leica my parents own, I can fill my desktop with an icon time line of the magnificent shooter...