When I was 16 (1952) my Dad bought a 35mm camera for the family. I took it on a hike to the top of a small mountain and took several pictures of the view of the valley to the west toward Puget Sound. I had the photos printed in 4X6 color and realized viewing them took me back to the wonderful feeling I had while on the mountain. Since then I have been taking photos so that I can relive the places I have been. They take me back to memories of family and friends, mountains I have climbed, places that I have skied, places I have sailed, places I have scuba dove, and vacations I have taken.