loaner K1000 at 16, X-700 at 17
when 16, I was part of a semi-technical stream at my High School. You took 7 academic subjects and one vocational subject. The one vocational class was a mix of 6 different tech department 'shops' for about a 6 week stretch before you would switch to the next one. There was drafting, woodworking, auto repair, machine shop, welding & sheet metal, and electrical. The two drafting teachers also ran the photo club. They would wander the room while you were drawing taking pictures, asking you to try out the camera, handing you a tank of film to agitate when they got called away, etc. Like a fly to.. is was drawn in. The Photo club - free to join- would loan you the camera for the day, or after a few weeks for the weekend; Shoot pretty much whatever B&W you wanted, for something like a dollar for the film, chems, and contact sheet. You provided the labour for the yearbook in exchange - someone would have to go and shoot the club x or sports team y, to keep their sweet deal of camera loan, etc going. Then when the yearbook editor returned the marked up contact sheet, you were given a box with say 10 sheets of 8x10 and sent into the 2 enlarger equipped darkroom to produce the requisite prints, sized per the editors order. This could be before class, during a spare period, at lunch, or after school til say 7 or 8pm, if you mom didn't kill you for skipping dinner. Turn in the pictures the yearbook wanted, and no mention was ever made of where the rest of the photo paper went; enlarge your own stuff to your hearts desire.
The photo club memebers also shot bulk rolled Ektachome, and then in the late spring we would edit the whole lot down to about the best 1000 or so images, and design a slide show, set to music, and with two projectors on a dissolve, and a third projector off to one side. The whole school would be dinged $2 to sit in the doubel gym where the thing was screened. Between that income, and some sort of club funding that we never saw, we had free reign to do pretty much what we wanted.
After one year of this, I knew what I wanted - my own camera & darkroom. For the camera I got in in on a group purchase with three others, including my chemistry teacher, who headed the effort. We bought Minolta x-700's fitted with a Vivitar 35-70mm lens. Until last summer, when the camera went accidentally for a swim, it was still my primamry colour film camera.
The darkroom happened the fall I was 18, in a corner of my parents basement. That would be, lets count now, 5 darkrooms ago.