5 years ago, I went to the Polish Synagogue, now a library, where my grandfather had likely worshipped before departing to the US. The connection to the place was circumstantial at best. Yet as i stood there, a hundred years removed from the actual events of family history,I began to cry.

Native Alaskans have had the collective accouterments of their history taken by successive colonizers, so when an Alutiiq man was overwhelmed when he saw the masks in a French museum, I got it.

Master storytellers always bring out the universal humanity of a moment and so, I think you'll get it too. This is an hour well spent.