Years ago when my aunt was visiting from Texas, she and Mother went through hundreds (thousands?) of family pictures and threw most away. The majority of them were of (or at least included) the dog my grandparents had when I was an infant. I don't remember him myself, but of course have heard stories and seen hundreds (thousands?) of pictures. None of my family wanted to store them forever, and we didn't have contact information for his family.
Somehow, I have inherited the pictures from both sides of my family. I even have the original of my great-grandfather in his Civil War uniform. I and the offspring of a late cousin are his only living descendants. One of the girls might be interested in the antiques from that side of the family, and maybe my friends who get the contents of my house will get her to take the pictures, too. I have scanned a few and printed out or sent JPEGs to cousins, and that really covers all they are interested in. Perhaps my favorite picture is Grandmother (my father's stepmother) on her wedding day surrounded by her new children. Daddy is the little guy about to turn 5 or 6. Uncle Carl looks like an adult.
Whether on paper or digital, photos are really considered disposable for most folks. My cousin who is the only living person who remembers Tippy the Wonderdog has no interest in pictures of him, just her grandson in Seattle, whom she can't visit right now. When people have asked me how much memory to get on their phones, I reply (even when I know), "Do you have grandchildren?"
Somehow, I have inherited the pictures from both sides of my family. I even have the original of my great-grandfather in his Civil War uniform. I and the offspring of a late cousin are his only living descendants. One of the girls might be interested in the antiques from that side of the family, and maybe my friends who get the contents of my house will get her to take the pictures, too. I have scanned a few and printed out or sent JPEGs to cousins, and that really covers all they are interested in. Perhaps my favorite picture is Grandmother (my father's stepmother) on her wedding day surrounded by her new children. Daddy is the little guy about to turn 5 or 6. Uncle Carl looks like an adult.
Whether on paper or digital, photos are really considered disposable for most folks. My cousin who is the only living person who remembers Tippy the Wonderdog has no interest in pictures of him, just her grandson in Seattle, whom she can't visit right now. When people have asked me how much memory to get on their phones, I reply (even when I know), "Do you have grandchildren?"
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