It was the nifty-fifties and dishwashers, washing machines, TVs, and the Lone Ranger were all galloping into suburban homes and Lance Camera was there to faithfully document it all. Whether showcasing Betty Crocker casseroles, Swanson TV dinners, the kid's back-to-school outfits, or impromptu backyard pet funerals, American families brandished their stylish Lance Cameras to gleefully generate stacks of fresh photo-album snaps. "The Polaroid guys tweaked my stage-name to 'Land Camera' after the first year to emphasize that I wasn't waterproof. And (to save money) they swapped my arms and legs for a simple tripod mount. But self-ambulatory or not, my magical ability to develop photos in sixty seconds gobsmacked everyone for decades." These days, you'll find Lance sporting Bermuda shorts and cruising the semi-pro shuffleboard circuit in Boca.