Fred Gross knew much about the history of the Holocaust, but he didn¿t know his own, being a young Jewish child during those terrible years. In the late 1980s, he asked his mother to tell him the story of his family¿s ight from the German invasion of Belgium and the Nazi policies that would become the Holocaust. Later, his two older brothers added their memories. But this story is not simply an account of the years spent one step ahead of Hitler. It is about a little boy then grown man coming to know his own story and realizing the tenuousness of memory.