In case you haven't heard about it, journalist and author AJ Jacobs is on a mission to break the Guinness World Record for the world’s largest family reunion.
AJ decided to embark on a family history journey. His quest is to see how everyone is related and, so far, he's made exciting discoveries of cousins and relatives from around the world.
To top it off, he's inviting the whole family to celebrate this summer at the largest family reunion - on June 6, 2015, in New York.
Family history is all about uncovering clues of your family's past and bringing people together who share a common heritage. The holiday season is the perfect time to get together with the family, preserve those moments and recount family memories.
Did your grandmother make the best turkey stuffing? Was it your aunt’s minced pies that had you drooling at the Christmas table?
In honor of the upcoming holiday season, we’re bringing together two great traditions - food and family - for an exciting holiday competition!
We want you to send us your family's favorite holiday recipes and the stories behind them. Is it a dish passed down from an ancestor, or one made last year for the first time? A unique dish to your family or a traditional one? Why do you love that recipe and what's the story behind it?
One lucky winner - with the best recipe and family story - will have the chance to have a personal chef prepare a delicious meal for you and your family at your home. We'll collect a selection of our favorite submitted family recipes and prepare a special international holiday cookbook with recipes and stories from around the globe.
Thank you to everyone who entered our Halloween caption contest. We received so many funny captions, it was hard to pick just three winners!
Congratulations to our winners, who each win a free one-year data subscription to MyHeritage:
- Lois: "This gives a new meaning to the last man standing!"
- John: "Although the cat had shown initial interest, it had reached a point where Tom suspected Margaret wasn't interested in listening to the 4th concerto for French Horn once again."
- Matt: "Looks like curiousity didn't kill the cat this time."
Here are some of our favorite runner ups:
- Allison: "Music to my ears dear!"
- Judy: "I'll be happy when they invent a digital camera. We won't have to wait so long for the flash to go off."
- Sandra: "I have a song just for you. I can feel it in my bones."
- Maria: "In one ear and out the other."
- Joan: "Hear today, gone tomorrow."
- Philip: "Will you stop blowing your own trumpet about how well you are doing on your new diet."
Thanks to all those who entered. We hope you had a spooky, fun-filled Halloween. How did you celebrate?
Halloween is just around the corner and we're getting ready for lots of fun-filled family activities including spooky stories, skeletons, scary costumes and more!
To celebrate, we're hosting a caption competition and giving away three free MyHeritage Data Subscriptions to help you uncover the spooky skeletons in your family's past.
All you need to do to enter is to come up with a creative and original caption for this spooky Halloween photo for your chance to win.
For Father's Day, we asked you to share what your father taught you by finishing the sentence “Dad taught me. ...”
We received some great responses demonstrating how your fathers have impacted your lives, whether it was advice, a loving saying or a life lesson.
One of my first memories of my dad was his teaching me how to dance by standing on top of his feet. We twirled, jumped and burst into fits of laughter as we glided across the room. At my wedding many years later, the father-daughter dance brought back these great childhood memories.
Eggs are one of the most recognized symbols of Easter. Since ancient times, rabbits and eggs have been associated with rebirth and new life. In Germany, children would make nests for the egg-laying hare, Osterhase, to lay her eggs in.
In America, German immigrants brought their Osterhase tradition to Pennsylvania in the 1700s. The beloved Easter egg hunt tradition began soon after, and it spread throughout the country. Baskets replaced nests and the game evolved into a treasure hunt. Prizes included chocolate, candy, toys and coins.
Yesterday we asked you to caption a photo for a chance to win a digital camera.
Today, we're continuing our week of holiday giveaways!
Last week, we asked you to share your favorite Thanksgiving memories with us.
We received many touching stories about how you remember celebrating Thanksgiving in the past.
Congratulations to Randy De La O, winner of a new Kindle!
We loved what you wrote about your favorite Thanksgiving memory :
Years ago, sometime in the mid-late 1960s. My mother came home from grocery shopping. She had bought all the food needed for our Thanksgiving dinner which would be coming up in a few days. She mentioned to my father that she had bought a turkey, but it was too big for her to carry. It was paid for and they were holding it for her. It just needed to be picked up. My father agreed to go and off he went to pick up the turkey.
He pulled up into the Von’s Market, in Pico Rivera, on the corner of Passons Blvd. and Washington Blvd. (in Los Angeles, California) went back to the meat section and told the guy that he was here to pick up the turkey that his wife had bought.
Throughout October, we celebrated Family History Month, and brought you exciting competitions, webinars and tips to enhance your family history research.
We wrapped up our competitions last week by asking you to tell us about your family history finds to win a free PremiumPlus and data subscription.
We want to thank everyone who submitted meaningful stories and anecdotes about their precious family heirlooms.
Congratulations to our winner, Liz Zito, who wrote the following:
My Dad died when I was four, in 1965. In recent years I have become obsessed with trying to find out more about his life, his family in Italy and his loves. The youngest of nine, many of my siblings had told me that he loved to play the round-backed mandolin that had been passed down to my brother. I had seen it once but have no memories of my father playing it, holding it. In April last year, I asked my brother if I could visit and take photos of it and when I arrived, he handed it to me telling me I could keep it. I was so grateful. I've since found out that my father had sponsored an Italian friend to come to Australia from Italy and this gent had brought the mandolin for my father as a thank you gift. My plan is to get it restrung and to learn to play one of the songs he used to play on it. When I hold it now I wonder how it looked in his arms...whether he strummed it hard or plucked it gently and if it looked tiny against his hands. I often embrace it, closing my eyes and try to feel my father's presence. It's precious to me and the only thing of my father's that I have.