I was very close with my grandparents growing up.  I would spend weekends with them.  My grandmother would cook my favorite food for me. In the small town they lived my grandfather played drums on Saturday nights in an outdoor concert and afterwords they would take me for a cheese burger and root beer float.  As a little boy I would play his drums in the back seat while we drove to the diner.  Instead of complaining they would tell me how good I played.  

I have such beautiful memories of my grandparents, yet I have only one picture of each of them.  I would give anything to have an album with pictures of my grandparents as a keepsake to remind me of the beautiful people they were.