Footsteps.

His hand would cover my head like a stocking cap and guide my travel through the congregation after church.  

My Great-Grandpa Karl, born eighty years to the day before me ...

There is divine beauty in learning.  To learn means to accept the postulate that life did not begin at my birth. Others have been here before me, and I walk in their footsteps. The books I have read were composed by generations of fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, teachers and disciples. I am the sum total of their experiences, their quests. And so are you.

Elie Wiesel