Hearing Words, Imagining Scenes; No, Not Dementia but Storytelling

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When I was younger my grandparents always had a surfeit of stories, from the war, from the literature they've committed to memory with perhaps a few additions and deductions here and there, from their own imaginings. I'd demand the stories from them. I asked them over and over as if to verify their remembrances. A few years forward and I seem to have grown tired of their stories. It may have showed on my face because right in the middle of their telling, they'd feign forgetfulness and resign to their quarters. Now, I worry. Would my children and grandchildren ever listen to my stories? I doubt if I could compete with whatever technology might be present in the future. But I wouldn't want them to grow up staring into a screen, into screens of video games, tv's, media players, computers. I want them to stare into faces of people they can genuinely interact with. So they may have their own stories to tell when their time comes. Please take time to peruse on the attached photo as it provides background to my commentary. Thanks.