I said that about the pictures and then I went outside to pace in the driveway and got all nostalgic about my flashlight. The best 12 months of my life are the 3 4month periods I spent as a camp counselor and this flashlight somehow survived that and then the 20 years since those wonderful days. Just holding it brings back floods of memories......the last summer I couldn't sleep so on campout nights everyone came to me to go to the latrine and that flashlight and I did a lot of trips to that. It helped me clean up the campsite before anyone else was awake, over and over. It went on rounds when I was on duty and needed to check on the kids. It never broke and I'm still stunned by that. weird thing to cling to but I do.