This is one of many Pearson family outings in the Washington Cascades, circa 1930. My Great Grandfather, Erik Andreas Pearson (pictured upper left), came to the US in 1903 from Sweden and settled in the Pacific Northwest. There he became camp railroad foreman for the Wisconsin Lumber and Timber Co. He worked in the logging […]
Meet my grandparents Vittorio and Luigina. They met at primary school in Turin, northern Italy, after migrating from poorer regions. They became friends, then WWII broke out and my granddad left with the partisans at the young age of 17. He was gone for a few years and survived. Once back, he went straight away […]
“Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” – IMAN I was lucky that before my Dad passed, he gave me a bunch of his old photos. I treasure them and look at them regularly. This is one of my favorites. Dad in Germany after the war […]
Family history isn’t just your grandma’s hobby. It’s for everyone. After all, knowing your family history helps you build a lasting legacy. That’s why we love being part of the RootsTech family every year! At this year’s RootsTech gathering, remarkable keynote speakers inspired us with wisdom, wit and wonderful stories. As part of our RootsTech review, we […]
Life is beautiful. So much is celebrated here, family most of all. This is my husband’s baby picture as he is introduced to the world at three months old. His mother is lovely and her mother is too, both are so proud and happy. I also see a well-manicured home in the springtime with the […]
As part of our ongoing series leading up to the RootsTech Family History Conference in Salt Lake City next week, our team interviewed the founder of Keepy, an innovative app that helps parents preserve their children’s art and memories. Q: What inspired you to create Keepy? A. About 4 years ago, I moved with my family […]
While I was in Ohio for the holidays, my mom and I went through old photo albums of my grandmother’s from the 1930s and 40s. There are tons of photos of her time living in Norway and France and then later in Egypt teaching piano to young girls. My grandmother was a beautiful pianist; as a […]
Our grandparents lived in the small town of Morehouse, Missouri, in the same house our father grew up in. It wouldn’t have been summer without a week or two at Granny and Poppy’s house, with the back yard which seemed huge to us, and the windows of that house without air conditioning thrown up at […]
Growing up, I would always document and record events that seemed meaningful. I shot hundreds of blurry pictures and recorded hours of news footage onto VHS tapes. Over the years, I have collected drawers full of old newspapers, notes, videotapes, and photos. I documented everything so that long after the event passed, I would have […]
Warm tears wound down my cheeks. I don’t remember. I can’t remember. It was bedtime with my daughter. The usual hugs, kisses, cuddles and songs weren’t enough tonight. She started asking about Great Grandma Cannon, who passed away eight years before my daughter was born. What did she look like? Like a 1940s movie star, with […]
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