David Pogue on the value of home videos

I’m telling you, these tapes are incredible. My wife and children wander up to my attic office, spot whatever movie is currently importing, and they’re just goggle-eyed. We’d completely forgotten what we used to look like, how we used to talk. Our lives are so full, we barely recognize some of the places we’ve been and the experiences we’ve had.

My children shriek with glee at the old haircuts, the cute things they said when they were toddlers, the funny dances they used to do around the house. “Oh, I remember that!” my wife and I keep shouting. My youngest, who’s 5, has had his mind blown by images of the family before he came along.

Am I doing it wrong?

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