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Dixie Dillon Lane's avatar

Photographs play an interesting role in memory. They can serve as wonderful jumping-off points and can also convince your children that your own childhood actually happened.

Because my mother died when I was relatively young (13), I have had the opportunity to do a lot of thinking about how both photographs and family stories influence memory. After my mom's death, a variety of friends and relatives went right to work trying to establish a canonical memory of her -- who she was, what she was like, and especially what she believed. They also focused in on photos of her from before my time, so to speak.

There were two or three such memory-based versions of her that entered into the canon, depending on which set of people you were talking to. These would be pulled up as evidence in order to advise or even pressure me to align with a certain version of behavior.

I resented and resisted this, not so much because these memories were used to manipulate me (for example, I would be told "your mother thought *this* about [insert political issue]" or "your mother once told me *this* about how many children a woman should have"), but because those memories began to override my own memory of how my mother actually was with and to me.

I started to have trouble actually remembering who she was because the stories and photos and all of that were trying to tell me she was someone different from the person I knew.

I realized at about 18 or 20 that the only version of her that I could be sure of was who she was in relation to me. She may well have been other ways and other things, also, to other people and at other times, but I needed to hang on for dear life to my own memories of her.

But some of the damage had already been done.

As a historian, I am keenly aware that stewarding memory involves a serious level of moral responsibility to the dead. We need to pay attention to what we do with our memories.

Elizabeth Burtman's avatar

This is some good food for thought. I like that you connected the threads of memorization and social media documentation.

I recently started a notebook as an outlet for the urge to post things online. Instead of posting a photo, I attempted a little sketch of the thing I wanted to photograph, and gave it the witty caption I would’ve posted. For me, it’s an exercise in humility and living the “hidden” life (though I’ve canceled that out by mentioning it here!) as well as in the use of lower-tech recording technology.

I also like to record my kids’ cute quotes in notebooks where I write them letters for when they’re older. I hope to convert the notebooks to a back-and-forth written conversation with them eventually.

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