 In early 1939, as people jumped off of the St. Louis, you saw this young girl. She always taught me this. I couldn't believe it so much. It was only when I went to the Mormon genealogical library in Salt Lake City that I saw, though, in fact, the Flanders was in the port in Havana at the same time as the St. Louis. And then my mother was very lucky. She was able to get into...