We all cling to idealized versions of the past. Whether it's intentional or not, our brains have a knack for editing our past experiences so that they are more palatable to our sensibilities than the hard truth actually is. The history behind my family's emigration from Latvia during World War II is astonishing. When I learned about the true nature of my ancestors' flight from their homeland, I wanted to make sure it was not a story forgotten to time. My Grandma Skai chose to forget her past. I'm choosing to remember it.