*Mrs. Zukor
I am from the beautiful tapestry that I delicately sewed when I was a bride, from being torn away from my handsome husband, and the everlasting tattoo of "683843" engraved on my forearm forever.
I am from the dreadful miseries of the concentration camps.
I am from the faint, horrific memories that drown the joy out of me.

*Mr. Zukor
I am from being torn away from the most beautiful bride, from the Nazis treating me if I was a worthless human being, and a very blessed survivor of the Holocaust.
I am from living a lonely life in the snowy city of Detroit.
I am from fixing a church wall that changed my life forever.

*Mrs. Zukor
I am from baking alone watching the snowy streets of Denver, from living a lonely Christmas every year, and watching the robotic buses drop of the joyous people at the Denver Metro System.
I am from the wonderful family showing me my long lost tapestry.
I an from one Christmas that changed my life forever.

*Mr. Zukor & Mrs. Zukor
We are from being separated all our lives, from the beautiful dreams that bring back memories of each other, and the wonderful family that brought us back together.
We are from searching endlessly for each other.
We are from living a happily ever after.