I went looking for some photos recently. I wanted to share some memories from when my kids were young with a friend.

When I use the word “share” however, it isn’t intended in the context of social media. I really wanted to sit at a table with old photos, stroll down memory lane, and physically give some to a friend.

But when I started to pull photo albums from where they are stored in my basement, it quickly became clear that from a point in time forward, I don’t own a single printed photo. When our phones became our cameras, we stopped printing photos.

Don’t get me wrong -- I enjoy having my photos with me on my phone. I visit some part of my electronic photo album every day. That said, I did have a melancholy moment missing the feel of a photograph in my hand.

I think I’m going to have to invest in a better photo printer.