As the grandson of Cuban refugees, my heritage goes beyond the food I eat, the music I listen to, or the coffee I drink. The Hispanic heritage of my family is one rife with change, upheaval, and loss. My grandparents were patriots living in a county that rejected them. Struggling against an oppressive regime, they gave up their homes, said goodbye to their parents, and fought on the bay. When all was lost, they had to start over again in a new country and build a life from scratch. [...]