On today's ancestry.com's newsletter, there was a list of things that genealogists have reported doing, all for the sake of discovering and caretaking of our past... Here is what was reported... .look it over, and then tell US, what is the most extreme thing YOU have done!! If you do not subscribe to ancestry.com, you can still get their newsletter. They have some very useful FREE info in them!! I am not affliated with them, but I can tell you that they have improved a great deal and their census images in particular have become very easy and fast to manipulate and read... Here is parts of the article:  Honoring Our Ancestors Extreme Genealogy by Megan Smolenyak On the Road Again Anytime you delve into more than a few hundred of something, patterns emerge, and such was the case with the replies to this question. Clusters of similar responses appeared and the first to reveal itself was travel. Genealogists are serious road warriors. We'll go just about anywhere to find the answers to our questions. Name a country and we've gone there. Go to Ireland, Slovenia, Sweden, South Africa, Austria, or Oregon? Why not? Fly from New Zealand to the United States to meet distant cousins? Of course. Drive cross-country to see a dilapidated cemetery? No problem. Your responses need no embellishment, so I'm going to let them speak for themselves: • Made an eight-hour drive in the middle of a huge snowstorm in the nighttime to a state archives city because the trip was already planned and nothing could stop me! • Flew to Iceland for a long weekend just to see the "old country." • For me, it was to drive literally half way across the country, from Chicago to Baltimore, to meet a county archaeologist and see some of the items recovered from a dig on an ancestor's land. • Gone off on a research trip alone for a week, which really irritated my boyfriend who thought I should be vacationing with him. • Gone to Ireland and been elected clan chieftain. • I spent a week in a tent in a campground (even cooked my meals over a campfire), spending my days searching all facilities available and my evenings perusing graveyards 'til they closed the gates. • Flew to Wisconsin to help a third cousin I had met on the Internet clean up the old family cemetery of only a handful of grave sites on my great-great-grandfather's farm. • Drove 700 miles in five days through all five New York City boroughs and the other counties in Long Island to meet living relatives. • Moved to England from Texas. • Traveled for six months in an RV visiting states, courthouses, graveyards, etc. and finding more than I ever expected. Such a thrill to see where they once lived! • Took a trip to Budapest, hired a driver and translator, and visited country parishes researching family records. • Hired a lobster boat to take us out to an island where ancestors had lived off the coast of Maine. • Traveled from Australia to South Africa in the 1900s to meet descendants of my great-grandmother's brother who had "run away to join the circus," so the story ran, and had migrated to South Africa in the 1890s. • Made more than 500 trips to Mid-Continent Public Library to reach the U.S. Censuses and access their other resources over a twenty-year period. This was an hour's drive each time that I would go to research during the day, and then an hour's drive home again after, putting in from eight to twelve hours each time the library was open. • Spent time visiting cemeteries and other places to gather genealogical information while on my honeymoon. • To live in the country (Finland) where my ancestors came from for six months. • I'm almost embarrassed to admit that every time we plan a vacation now, we plan it around our family research. And most of my vacation pictures these days are that of cemeteries, tombstones, and historical landmarks. Yes, it's obvious that I have caught the genealogy bug and I don't care who knows it! • Bought a 42-foot RV and a new jeep to travel the country in search of the past. • Moved to Europe to be closer to my roots. • Motorcycle/genealogy trip to Wisconsin to locate adoption papers on my father's real (biological) parents. • Travel to the library in SLC. I am told Utah is a beautiful state, but in my numerous trips there, I've seen little but the inside of the library! • Took a 10,000 mile, 3-1/2 month family history trek across the country. • Drove 400 miles to interview my mother's 100 year old cousin and drove back 400 miles the next day to attend the memorial service of my father's cousin. • Attended seven family reunions in five different states in a single year (to the consternation of my spouse). • Taking my then 99-year-old grandfather back to a church homecoming in the town of his birth. My sisters, a cousin and niece went along. We drove him through the whole area and tape-recorded his memories, photographed his birthplace and cemeteries, and mapped out the area according to his version of our family history. He just passed away last week at age 102, but his memories and stories will live on. OKAY, Besides having more pics of tombstones than living people, cleaning the ancestral stones of friends of mine who would have loved to have been able to do it but couldn't because of distance, putting flowers on lonely graves of those I have absolutely no connection to but did anyway because I felt a compassion for the deserted grave, taking vacations to do nothing but research and tombstone/ grave caretaking, cleaning tombstones in 11 cemeteries in 1 day... the most of 22 in 1 cemetery, all these sound pretty lame compared to the others mentioned... What have YOU done? Lanita I'm always late. My ancestors arrived on the JUNE flower.