Even after more than fifty years, it is so interesting for me to sit down and listen to my parentsÕ stories from their early days in Poland and their journey to America. Those of us born and raised in this country take so much for granted. But listening to my mom and ÒTatÓ (which is short for ÒTataÓ or ÒTatus,Ó the Polish words for dad), always reminds me of my humble roots and how blessed I am for the incredible challenges they overcame.