y father's Yashica camera was like Mary's little lamb: everywhere he went it was sure to go. Whenever he took a trip, he took the camera along and took pictures, creating a visual narrative. When he came home, he'd have the pictures developed, then he'd put them in a picture book with captions and descriptions. He would also create a separate written account of the trip. So, the pictures would complement his words.
Had he lived long enough to see the development of the Internet, he probably would be putting his stories and pictures online in his website, now.
He loved that camera, perhaps, because, like himself, it saw the world differently from most of its species. In order to frame a picture, it was necessary to look vertically (down) into the viewfinder. And the picture was inverted on the vertical axis, so that an object coming into range from the right would appear first on the left side of the viewfinder.
Some of his best pictures were panoramic, time-exposures at nighttime, when it was completely dark, or at twilight/dawn when the light was changing. He would leave the aperture open several minutes and find out a week or so later what he'd gotten.
Interestingly, some of his best panoramas were taken during visits with me. He took several outstanding pictures during Christmas 1970 in San Francisco, as well as in the mid '70's in New York.