The Sabre 620 and its less common sister, The Valiant 620 began to take over my house. I still crave them. Especially the red ones.
As cheap as they come but I love ’em. They epitomize the crapola box camera. They came in four basic colors but the shutter and rewind buttons along with the handles were interchangeable among the cameras. You could get a red one with a white handle or a red one with a black handle etc. etc. These are the things that drive collectors nuts.
Medallion Motel – West Springfield, MA
Under its cheery exterior the Sabre 620 is moody and sullen. Perfect for a late winter day in New England.
I never stayed at The Medallion Motel and I never will again.
There was also an identical “Valiant 620” but it’s much rarer.
Ms. Arbus
One of the cameras pictured had one frame exposed. An unknown lady.
Budweiser – West Springfield, MA
“Budweiser.” That’s the name of this bar. “Budweiser.”
I’ve never been inside the place and I’ll never go inside again.
Sabre 620 Shaw Harrison – 1956 – 1972
The Sabre 620 and her mysterious twin sister Valiant, exemplify “cuteness”
I was once the world leader when it came to Sabre and Valiant 620s. The cost of constant shutter calibration was too much to bear. I’m slowly divesting myself of them.
Arista EDU 100 in HC110 (H)