My family never had the habit of taking pictures
Last year my father gave me a camera. A simple camera. It was the gift he was given for attending to a conference organized by some salesman back in the 70s. It is the camera that my parents took with them to their honeymoon. Its still loaded with the only film roll that they used during the whole trip. They never finished it or had any interest in develop it. I respect it. The camera is now on my shelf. Still has the roll of film inside.
One day project. Last chance I had to visit my grandma at her place before she passed away.