@hraka13
So sorry to hear of your dilemna.
I was that granddaughter who was faced w disposing of family (maybe?) photo albums that my very mentally compent mother knew nothing about. They were precious enough to have been moved in 1906 from ND to OR when she moved west by rail w her parents, my grandparents. But what to do w photos when the only survivor recognizes nobody? I still wonder who those women in their long elegant dresses were? The photos were important enough to bring west when very little else was brought. I still remember the dusty rose velvet padded covering on the album. But no survivors in my mother's generation knew who they were. Sad that nothing in that album was labeled. And by the time I had to decide what to do w the album, it was in tatters. It felt like something that was important to someone at sometime, but who? and when?