In memory of my father, Antons Nadolskis, who spent 10 years in the Gulag in Siberia for helping people escape from Latvia to Sweden during WWII. He and six other brave men organized small fishing boats to carry refugees and leave at night from the coast of Kurzeme, Latvia to go to Gottland in Sweden. On March 5, 1945, he put my mother, me and my younger brother on a boat and said he would come later, on "the last boat." Before he could do so, he was captured by the Communists and sent to Siberia. I never saw my father again.