The idea behind Honestly, E is simple. Go live the life, so you've got something to report back about. By eighty, there's plenty. Ellen is the one who asks.
Ellen is a voice on the phone, made to listen. She is not a person, and she never pretends to be. Set her up here for a parent, a grandparent, or a friend who will never open an app. Or for yourself. You choose when she calls. She rings, says who asked her to, and follows wherever the story goes. After each visit she writes them a letter about what was shared. Six conversations become a Life Story: every call kept in their own voice, and a written book with your photographs beside the words.
There is nothing to install on their end, and nothing for them to sign up for. This takes about five minutes.

At the time you chose, Ellen rings. She waits for hello before she says a word. Then she says her name, says that you asked her to call and keep them company for a while, and asks whether now is a good time. If it is, they talk, about anything, for as long as they like, up to an hour. She goes slowly: one question, then she listens. If it isn't a good time, no harm done. She says goodbye warmly and leaves it for the next time you chose.
Ellen leaves a short message: it's Ellen, nothing urgent, she was calling to say hello and hear how they are, and here is her number, said twice, the way people used to. There is nothing they need to do. She tries again two hours later if it's still daytime, or the next morning at nine if it's late, up to three tries. Then she waits for the next time you chose. A message is never counted as a conversation.
Ellen writes them a letter about what was shared: the stories they told, told back in their own details. It lives on their timeline in My Life, where it can be read right away and, a little later, listened to in Ellen's voice, as often as anyone likes. If they have an email, it goes to them there. If you asked for a copy, it comes to you.
A sample. Tap the rose bar to read a letter the way it opens in My Life.
Ellen's six conversations each take one era of a life: where they come from and the people who made them, the years of growing up and the selves they tried on, the work and the home they built, the crossroads that turned the story, what they've learned and what they carry, and what will remain. There is no schedule for these. They happen in their own time, whenever the story goes there. When an era is complete, Ellen writes it up as its own letter, kept as its own piece in My Artifacts. And in My Life, you can add up to four photographs to each era, twenty-four in all, a house, a wedding, a dog, so the pictures sit beside the words.
When the six are done, Ellen composes the Life Story: a written book, in their words and hers, with the photographs placed beside the stories they belong to. It arrives as a PDF in My Artifacts, for them and for you. The recordings of every conversation stay in My Life, so their actual voice is kept beside the words. Print it, read it to them, and pass it on.
Everything they have ever told Ellen is kept in their name, not yours. You can read it all. It stays theirs, and you are the one who witnessed it. What comes to you is what Ellen makes from it. If you asked for copies, every letter comes to your email, with a short note after each call saying whether they talked or it went to voicemail. The six era letters, the photographs you added, and the book are kept in My Artifacts. The recordings are kept in My Life, in their own voice. If they ever ask who set this up, Ellen tells them it was you. Nothing about this is hidden from them.
Honestly, Ellen.