My grandfather does most of the genealogy research in the family, so a few years ago my wife and I drove my grandparents back to his hometown of Paris, TX to clear up a few things he was looking for. Given his age, it was really sad to hear him say that he expected it to be the last time he went back. In any case, I saw his old home, his parents’ graves, etc. When we went looking for some other gravesites behind a Baptist church, I wandered into the back, really old section, and recognized some last names as being that of his mother’s family. When I brought him over to see, he was excited to realize that they were his great-grandparents! He knew their names and approximate dates but didn’t have any real information on them. It was a moment I’ll never forget.
Genealogy trips don’t always have to involve processing stacks of documents in the local courthouse or library. They can be a wonderful way to connect your (living) family even closer.