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	<title>Comments on: Sorting and Storing Digital Photos</title>
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		<title>By: Photo Sharing: Who Keeps Photos In Their Purse Anymore? : Legacy Multimedia Blog</title>
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		<description>[...] First they were photos of me and my brother and sister as children and then later my own children. I always remember feeling slightly embarrassed but also touched that she was so proud of us, and her collection of photos. My mom and dad thought that she used to go through our house when we weren&#8217;t there, looking for photos she hadn&#8217;t been given yet. Certainly when she passed on and I inherited her several photo albums, there were many photos that I had never seen before and I&#8217;m still in the process of tagging and organizing them into an archival storage system. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] First they were photos of me and my brother and sister as children and then later my own children. I always remember feeling slightly embarrassed but also touched that she was so proud of us, and her collection of photos. My mom and dad thought that she used to go through our house when we weren&#8217;t there, looking for photos she hadn&#8217;t been given yet. Certainly when she passed on and I inherited her several photo albums, there were many photos that I had never seen before and I&#8217;m still in the process of tagging and organizing them into an archival storage system. [...]</p>
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