For those that know me, my family is Greek. Half of my family still lives in Greece, on a small island called Ikaria. If you've heard of the legend of Icarus and Daedelus, where Icarus flew to close to the sun and the wax from his home-made wings melted, plummeting him into the earth, well, …

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