For the people you love

A whole life, in
their own voice.

Sit them down and let them tell it: their voice, their stories, the whole of a life, kept for good. And if all you have is what they left behind, bring it, and we'll tell you honestly what can be made of it.

Add a loved one

The more of them you keep, the more of them you hold.

An hour is a good afternoon. Two is better. And if there isn't enough of their voice to make one that is really theirs, we will tell you, before you pay us anything.

How it works

Three ways a life gets in here

All three arrive at the same place: their real voice, their real stories, kept for as long as your family wants them.

The question

Third sitting

What made you laugh the hardest?

A man in a red jacket smiling, a black and tan spaniel resting across his lap and looking toward the camera.Answering, in his own time12 minutes kept of the 30 a real voice needs
One

They tell it themselves

We ask; they talk. The questions come one at a time, in a voice that waits for them, and they answer whenever they feel like it: ten minutes on a Sunday, an hour on a long afternoon. Nobody has to know what to ask, and nobody has to hold a microphone. This is the truest recording there is, because it is just them, telling it.

Mom, Dad, tap this at six and we'll all be here.neverendingstories.app/record-with-your-loved-ones

A man and a woman cheek to cheek at night, a brightly lit fairground behind them, both smiling.Recording
Mom and Dad

A question for you

What are the little sayings people would know as yours?

They agree before the microphone is asked for

Two

You sit down together

The hour you have been meaning to have. You and the person you love, on a call, and the questions come up on the screen one at a time so the hour goes somewhere: the proposal, the hardest year, the way their mother laughed. Nobody from here sits in on it. The recording is yours the moment the call ends, free, whether or not you ever do anything else with us.

Six people standing barefoot on the bow of a boat, all wearing matching white t-shirts printed with a man's face, a green island shore behind them.A man in a cap and a woman, both in sunglasses, leaning together on the deck of a sailboat, turquoise water behind them.A long table of people in a wood-panelled room, glasses raised in a toast, everyone talking at once.
Saved voicemail, transcribed0:47

Forty-seven seconds of him. A real voice needs thirty minutes, and we will tell you plainly if what you have is not enough.

Three

You bring what you have

For a life already lived. The saved voicemail, the film from the anniversary dinner, letters, photographs, and the stories your family still tells at the table. Bring what is truly theirs and we keep it properly, in order, in their own words. Where there is not enough of their voice to make one that is truly theirs, we will tell you so plainly and never pretend otherwise.

The full walk-through, every path

Hear it for yourself

This is Betty. Ask her anything.

She grew up in Charleston, and her family recorded her telling her own life story. That is her real voice you are about to hear, and every word she says is drawn from what she actually said. Where her stories run out, she will tell you so herself.

Betty

Charleston

No account, nothing to install. She speaks first.

Betty is a real person. Her family shared her, and her words, with their blessing.

What we will never do

Invent a memory, fake a voice we could not make, or claim to be them.