At the opening, Frank stood beside my drawing and told a reporter that his niece had done good work.

He was offered the chance to tell his dramatic history with Harold Sterling.

He shook his head.

“Today is about the people who’ll use these rooms,” he replied.

I watched him turn back to greet a young family with a deaf father and two little girls.

He immediately made space at the table so everyone could see his hands.

I understood, then, why he had survived so much without becoming hard.

His life was never only about the man who had wronged him.