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Kent Rebman

Chuckled in sympathy with you on this one Brooks. In preparation for putting our home of 31 years on the market this month, I spent many hours cleaning out my home office and gear closet. Rather than rubber totes, I went with baskets in which items were segregated by likelihood of use (and much went to the final wash, so to speak). Not long afterward I began a project that would require me to use one of my tripods once a week for several months. I got started by selecting the better tripod, going to the location and ... where's the mounting plate? I used the ball head to at least steady my camera and did my thing and went home. I turned my freshly organized gear closet inside out, down to and including removing and examining every item in every basket. I gave up and ordered a new plate and the day it showed up, I took one last shot at finding the plate. It was right there on the floor where it had undoubtedly lain since the last time I'd used the tripod a month ago. It was nearly invisible in that dark closet and had I not been on my hands and knees I probably still wouldn't know where it got to. It happens to all of us! :-)

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