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This past weekend I spent the afternoon with my grandmother going through and identifying people a giant box of family photos. I by default have become the family archivist.  (That's okay with me.)  I had to chuckle when we were leaving and my grandma said, I must have been bored going through all of the photos. I guess she forgot what I do for a living. I basically get paid go to look at other people's photos and letters, and I love it.

For me, these are priceless.