Over 15,000 boring, unflattering, out of focus and/or embarrassing pictures, were tossed into the virtual garbage pail when I decided to finally begin organizing my photo library over the weekend. I’ve been watching the past ten years of my life flash before my eyes in thumbnail-sized morsels. Despite my attempt at an unsentimental approach, I’m still left with a bloated collection of over 20,000 digital pictures. I would have even more than that if I’d been more conscientious about backing things up over the years. As it is, some of my best photos have been lost to the heartless whims of finicky hardware — my old-fashioned mind’s-eye memories the only thing left to remember things by.
