One of the scenes in "Schindler's List" that always gets to me is when they show them discarding all the family photos that the victims left behind.
I go to a lot of estate sales; my budget allows me 25¢; rarely will I spend more.
I have to find out the legality of taking photos inside people’s homes w/out permission. Sometimes, I’m at a sale where the home has not been lived in for a very long time. Perhaps the oldster has passed on or is in a nursing home. Everything is just as they left it.
It’s so poignant to me; orthopedic shoes, tucked under the edge of a bed, right where they slipped out of them. Out-of-fashion clothing hanging in the closet. It grabs me as a moment frozen in time. I wish I had some photo skills to take some pics ...I think they would make a great subject/theme.
Sorry, I get sappy occasionally.