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I look back on the sweltering July day my father carried the Leica M3 into the house, with a spring in his step, as the beginning of the rest of our lives, our lives without my mother. (1) .......... "Hey John, look at this little box of tricks!" he urged, on returning from the junk store, a package under his arm. I…