How Do I Want To Be Remembered?

In preparation for my parents 50th wedding anniversary, we have been going through thousands of slides (literally - thousands) that my Grandpa Chadwick took to find the right ones to use for the slide show, etc. During each new carousel, I would find myself saying things like:

Look! There is one more picture of a president's birthplace.
One more national Park.
Oh no, Grandpa got out of the car again in the middle of the highway to take that one.
Grandpa was such a history nut, wasn't he?
Check it out - another picture of Grandma in her wheelchair.
I wonder how many times Grandpa took that chair in and out of the car for Grandma?
What a shutter bug! Now I know where I get it.
Grandpa loved to travel but he never went to Europe or anything - where did I get that gene?
Ian! Stella! Look - there is your Great Grandpa Chadwick! He was a very nice man that loved all of us so much that everytime he saw us, he would take our picture!

It began to dawn on me that these pictures were a wonderful documentary of not only the things that Grandpa saw everytime he looked through the lens but also about him and the type of man that he was. All those pictures of historical locations were put into slide presentations for my younger cousins grade school classes and he received wonderful thank you letters from the kids (we still have some). He was a caring and attentive husband to his wife that was in a wheelchair from the time my dad was three. He was always taking our pictures and thank goodness he did because there are alot of Easter outfits and funky hairdos that would have been forgotten. Not to mention all the past boyfriends! :) Finally - all these pictures provide a very easy way for me to teach my children about this person that meant so much to me and is the subject of many a family story.

So - when my kids and grandkids are going through the 10s of thousands of pictures I have taken, how will they remember me? I better go look at some of those pictures to find out.