I have taken countless photos with my dad's DSLR and my phone, but I barely remember any of them.
The shots I took with my film camera? I remember most of them. I remember reading the light, setting up focus and exposure, I remember loading that film into my little soviet development tank, counting seconds and fuming chems in my bathroom, I remember scanning them, carefully, I remember people I shot and moments I captured in those shots. And I genuinely treasure all of those little photos.
And all of those I have carefully filed and preserved. My future children would be able to look at them. Their children and their grandchildren too. Moments of joy and grief, triumph and loss, compacted memories enshrined in crystallized silver on a strip of celluloid film. I think that's neat. I think that's beautiful.