As the name of this blog implies, I am an Army Brat. Technically I ceased to be a military dependent when I turned 18 and I had to turn in my beloved military dependent I.D. card. But as most of us former "army/ air force/ marine/ navy brats" know, we never lose that association. Ergo, I... am an Army Brat. One Christmas in Oberursel Germany, where we were stationed (Camp King) my parents gifted me with my first camera. I was ten years old. The camera was a Kodak Brownie Fiesta. It came loaded with a roll of VP-127, Black and White Verichrome Pan. All these Brownies shot 127 format film. I fell in love with black and white photography when I got my first set of prints back from the base PX. Wow. It really works! It was this camera that enabled me to chronicle my years living in Germany. Visiting West Berlin. Linderhof. Neuschwanstein. My extended German family. My own family. My first years back in the United States after we returned. That little box was am