Sadly no, just my dad. He had more pictures than I would figure him to have kept, but only one photo has a name written on the back of it. And he was with one company on Tarawa and a different company on Saipan and Tinian, most of his photos were after Tarawa. The tallest Marine on the top row appears in other photos but I do not know his name.
One of my regrets in life was that I didn't tie up some of those sort of loose ends before my dad died. He seldom talked about the war, not until after he had a stroke near the end of his life. He recovered from the stroke, but he did begin to talk about things. I cannot explain why, but somehow I sort of knew his time in the Pacific wasn't something to bring up. I have been to Tarawa twice and plan to go again and wish I had at least offered to take him back there, though I am pretty sure he would not have wanted to go. He never seemed bitter about the war, didn't appear to hold any animosity toward those he fought against, it was just a part of his life that was in his past.
Most of his platoon was killed on Tarawa but after my dad's death I was able to get in touch with four of them who survived Tarawa. I corresponded with, and spoke on the phone with, about 15 Marines who served in my dad's platoon and his company commander Michael P. Ryan. I treasure those letters.