Jesse Davison, Associate Creative Director
One particular item is an old copper music box that looks like a Model T car. On the bottom is a piece of tape on which my great-grandmother documented when she got it and why. This was a gift to her and my great-grandfather for their 50th wedding anniversary on August 29, 1981. I was born on August 29, 1979.
Kevin Barrett, Senior Art Director of Animation
I have almost all the yearly ornaments from my childhood and when I hold them, I feel the same love and security that I did as a child.
Tuck Oden, Associate Creative Director
I accidentally inherited some really interesting, very old rare books – some dating back to the 17th century. They're important and valuable because they're a tangible example of my family's deep-seated need to preserve and protect knowledge, literature and art.
Heather Barger, Sr. Account Executive
My grandmother gave me a china platter that was her grandmother’s. I don't ever use it because I'm too afraid something would happen to it; it is very delicate. I also inherited my grandmother's wedding ring after she passed away. I wear it every day.
Holly Wyant, VP Audience Engagement
The easiest one that comes to mind is one that I just received after the recent passing of my uncle: a rifle from the early 1900s that was my great-grandfather’s.
Debby Johnson, EVP Marketing
I love having my grandmother's china and use it for special occasions like Passover – although maybe not this year, since one of our Michigan guests is three and one is one year old. I really do love the china pattern, and I can remember eating off of it for special occasions when I was a child at her house. Okay, maybe the three-year-old gets to use it after all.
Jill Powell, Media Buyer
My grandma's wedding ring. My grandpa designed it; it's shaped like a flower. After she passes, it will be my wedding ring when I get married.
Dean Wilhite, Senior Art Director
Almost every piece of furniture in our house is an heirloom. I have tools from grandparents and parents. I wear glasses that my father and grandfather wore.
Al Corey, Producer
I keep a photo of my grandfather from World War I.
Ryan Winkler Herr, Managing Editor of Special Projects
I have my Grandma Kit's pearls, which I love, but my most prized "heirloom" hasn't been passed beyond me yet: When I was growing up, all our holidays were at Grandma Kit and Grandpa Rug's house. We would gather with the cousins to play games and eat the sandwiches Grandpa used to get so excited about. Smack in the middle of their backyard, at the center of all these memories, was a giant tree. We climbed it sometimes, we plucked Easter eggs from it, we hid behind it and jumped out to scare each other, we helped Grandpa wrap Christmas lights around it. My grandparents lived in that house for more than 50 years, and that tree thrived until just after they both passed away. We had tenants living there, not ready to give the place up entirely, and my dad was told that the tree had died. The tenant happened to have a friend who was a wood carver, and my Dad commissioned him to create several carved pieces from the tree. I have the most beautiful wooden vase from that tree. And when I hold it, I can feel all the energy it absorbed from all those joyful moments we had beside it. There are few things I would care to save in a fire besides my family, but that vase is among them.