2023 marked the 20th anniversary of junkstorecameras.com. The two most important days in our lives: the day we’re born and the day we figure out why. I don’t remember the day I was born but I remember the day I was first moved by a camera in a junk store. It was May of 1996 in Spuzzum, British Columbia. We were on a road trip to Alaska. I had my Nikon F3 loaded with infrared film when we made that fateful pit stop. The tin Rocket camera I found there revealed to me my destiny. 27 years and 100s of Junk Store Cameras later, you’d think I’d be a better photographer … or at least take better photographs. But, alas. Please enjoy this growing collection of camera-related chatter and, please, raise a glass to the 20th anniversary of this nonsense.