I used to spend hours sitting in our basement going through old photos of my family. My mom would always be mad at me when I got through, because I never left them the way I found them.. due to the fact that I had to look through ALL of them and that naturally disturbed the order. Photos in those boxes speak volumes to me, though, they wouldn't to just anyone. Looking through those photos taught me about my parents, my grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins.. my heritage. A single photo can be SO powerful. I would be filled with nostalgia, pride, sadness and happiness looking back through the past. There's just something about having something tangible to run your fingers through to recall times of old.
I encourage you to print your photos. Let's have something to pass on.. not just a basket of old, useless phones.