learned that the former prime minister whom I had grown up despising, and whose name my father bore, did not have the same name and surname by coincidence. He was my great-grandfather. For his entire life, the weight of that name had crushed my father’s hopes. He could not study what he wanted. He had to explain his biography. He had to make amends for a wrong he had never committed and to apologize for views he did not share. My grandfather, who disagreed with his own father so much that he had wanted to join the republicans in Spain on the opposite side of the struggle, had paid for the
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