When my daughter Charlie was born, I went on a tear to get all of our family memories together. From our wedding video, to our ultrasound photos, to keepsakes from our grandparents.

After realizing we no longer had a copy of our wedding video, and the company that made it was no longer in business, I was devastated — this special piece of our life, lost in the cloud… forever.

Years later, my grandmother was hospitalized, I tore apart the basement to find the handwritten memoir she’d given me about her life and relationship with my late grandfather.

It was at this point I built myself a private site to keep our core memories safe, in one place, and easily shareable with loved ones.

As my family’s archival site became an instant topic of conversation among friends, Archie was born.