One family vacation when I was ten, my dad let me use the video camera. I filmed some footage and then forgot to turn the camera off. When we got home, we had an hour of video of me: walking around, talking to people, going about my business. I was not allowed to video on family vacations anymore.
I hold no resentment towards my dad for it though, because people are always more curious about what they can't have. So I explored the world of photography and realized I was pretty interested in it. It still might be me just trying to fulfill some childhood desire to play with the camera.
Either way, I'm still not allowed to use dad's video camera on family vacations. It's okay though. I have my own camera now.
Currently residing in Bowling Green, KY
with occasional trips home to Los Angeles, CA