My husband and I were just discussing this. I believe people will create electronic memory chests and carry them around in decorative thumb drives or whatever replaces them.
A friend’s mother, now 97, has a huge box of greeting cards that go back decades. Her family just rolls eyes and is talking about scanning some of the more *important* ones, but the granddaughters, now married in their 30s, aren’t interested.
I believe when we are gone and the world goes on, we are simply remembered until there is no one left who actually knew us. Then, I fear we are simply forgotten, except perhaps as a genealogical note.
“I believe when we are gone and the world goes on, we are simply remembered until there is no one left who actually knew us. “
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It’s always been like that. Here today,gone tomorrow.
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