Tonight I watched Clean Sweep on TLC. It was a young couple, maybe late twenties. The organizer person asked about a box of old 33-1/3 records. The man said they belonged to his grandmother, and he had loved her and they reminded him of her. The organizer suggested that he consider choosing the most representative of the bunch to put on display, to remind him of her, and to sell the rest. You could see the tears in the young man's eyes. And I could also see his wife's tears. The organizer, Peter, said he wasn't going to push them to get rid of the records. He thoughtfully left them alone.
Alone with a camera, of course. The woman said, almost in a whisper, to her husband, "You know you can keep all of them."
There were other moments like this, sharing of feelings, and it was so sweet to watch.