My father Sam Haskins, in the last years of his life, maintained a regular correspondence with only one photographer, Charles Camberoque. They affectionately referred to each other as 'Uncle'. In our home, Mr Camberoque was famous mainly for being Charles, for the man, for his intelligence, warmth, generosity and a wide ranging articulate understanding of photography. Sam also made sure that everyone got to see Charles' famous hunting dog pictures - the balletic Ibizan hounds hunting rabbits in the hills of Majorca.
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