Gordon Coale said:
A Petri 2.8 rangefinder I purchased in 1958 at age 13. (
More here.) I'm not sure what possessed me other than my Grandfather had a Leica IIIc (Which is mine now.) and the Petri kind of looked like it. That Petri was just like the one in my avatar.
Wow, Gordon, you bring back memories. I lusted after that very same Petri in 1958 at age 16 after my father gave me my first 35mm -- the venerable but ugly Kodak Signet 35.
The Signet 35 took remarkable pictures, both sharp and contrasty, but I liked the looks of the Petri. I got $10 in a trade-in of the Signet 35 for the Petri, which cost something like $59.
I went to Ohio State in 1960 where I joined the staff of the Lantern, the school paper. They gave the staff photogs Rolleis to use, but it was too hard to shoot football games on the sidelines with those. I still had my trusty Petri, but it was only good if I was standing at the back of the end zone and the action was coming right toward me.
I got some fine shots, though, and a couple good sideline profiles of Woody Hayes with the Petri. As I saved my pennies, my upgrade was to a screwmount Pentax H3v with normal 55mm lens and a 180mm Soligor preset from a N.Y. mailorder house. That Soligor, with a 2x extender, cost me less that $45 brand new, and it took some nice shots that appeared in the school paper. Associated Press even bought a couple.
In the 1980s, I lost my Pentax H3v to an apartment fire, but have since acquired two mint specimens cheaply on eBay. I have gone way beyond those early 35mm gems with newer and fancier models, but I'll always have a warm spot for that first Signet 35, Petri 2.8, and Pentax.
By the way, that Petri was used for a B&W pic the day the TWA terminal opened at Idlewild Airport in N.Y. for a silhouette of a pilot walking away from the camera down the tunnel to the gates. It took first place in a national collegiate contest, thanks to the fact I had that lovely, easy-to-use Petri with me. I still like a rangefinder now and then, and the fine Canon GIII does the job when I'm in the mood.
In later years, I taught my wife how to use that first Petri. When she divorced me, she took it with her. I wasn't too sad when the focusing mechanism turned stiff and made it impossible for her to use it.
Ken