Bright, shining faces, more grizzled faces... the context of the photo, such as in a kitchen or a cropped image from a formal photograph makes me think about the person's life story. They're not just a name I glance over then.

I know what it's like to lose a young adult child but not a husband or a parent. It seems like a traumatic death would be an extra level of torture for the families left behind and I really feel for them