These aren’t testimonials. They’re documented cases — the brick wall, how long it stood, and the exact record that finally gave way. Each one is a family whose story couldn’t be found, until it was. We don’t ask you to trust us. We show you how we know — watch the wall fall for yourself.
Every case here was researched to the Genealogical Proof Standard — an exhaustive search, sources cited, conflicts resolved, and a conclusion written to defend. Where a door still hasn’t opened, we say so, right here in the open. That is the difference between a tidy chart and a proven line — and it’s the whole reason a family can hand us a single name and trust where it leads.
Four generations of one family searched for a century for the way back to Ireland — and kept hitting the same wall.
We traced Joseph Lundy from a tenant farm on the Shirley estate in County Monaghan, proved it by record and by blood, and brought the family home to stand on the ground he left in 1824.
Proven by record and by blood.
Read the Lundy story →It began with a DNA match and a surname that led nowhere — a name changed in a new country, with the trail gone cold behind it.
German parish and trade records, read against the DNA — nine generations back to a single German village and a trade handed down, the name change documented rather than guessed.
Nine generations, documented.
Commission your own film →A French name — Bruno — on an Iowa frontier grave, and a single word for where he came from: Canada. Five generations couldn’t find the rest of the sentence.
A DNA network and Quebec’s parish registers — telling a dozen right names on a dozen wrong men apart — down to Petit dit Bruneau, and back to Paris and a Huguenot child in Castres.
One door still remained — and the next case is how it opened.
Watch on the film library →Which man, exactly, fathered Antoine Bruno? For a hundred and seventy-five years, no searcher could say.
Not a letter — a baby’s burial from 1813, sitting open in a Quebec parish register for two hundred years that not one searcher had ever read. Four boys, one name; we ended three by their own records and left exactly one man standing.
One name to nine generations, an ocean, and four centuries.
Watch on the film library →Give us one name and one date. We’ll tell you honestly how far it can go — and if there’s a wall, whether we can break it.