By Todd Kelsey, Ph.D.

We all have those boxes stored somewhere. You know, the ones with the stack of yellow Kodak envelopes, a VHS tape labeled “ ’87 Road Trip,” maybe even a floppy disk or two. These boxes hold the stories of our lives: birthdays, graduations, vacations, love stories.

But here’s the thing: Many of our modern memories no longer live in boxes. The photos we once printed out at places like the drug store or Fox Photo now live as bytes in dozens of scattered places — Google Drive, iCloud, an old laptop, a forgotten hard drive, an ancient cell phone. Old letters that once nestled in a shoebox are now buried in email archives. The music we listen to, once held in our hands as LPs and cassettes, now floats in invisible playlists on apps we don’t really own.

Each is a piece of

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