My mom always kept a photo album going when I was growing up. Actually make that well into being grown up. She always wanted us sending her pictures so she could add them to one she was currently adding to at the moment. Sometimes they would be these quite large oversized versions, with several spots on a page for an image. Others would be much smaller with just one photo on a page. Sometimes the albums had a theme, others were just random captures over time. My siblings and I split the albums up these past months, taking the ones that had the most meaning to us individually. They truly are a walk down memory lane. A look back on your history. Above my parents shortly after they were married. Below at the US Open watching tennis with my best friend from college and fraternity brother, Devin. Do folks still put together photo albums in this ‘click and take a photo from our phone’ world we now live in? I sure hope so. They really are quite lovely and there is a happy nostalgia around leafing through pages instead of scrolling through a feed on a device. Cheers to photo albums, past and present!