As a personal historian, I've had many people tell me that they regret not knowing more of their family stories. I hope this project encourages people to take an active interest in their family history. Because the more we know about our family history, the more we know about ourselves.
As I inquire about the organs, I learn they are not related, at least not in a familial fashion. One is an infant's healthy heart. A second is that of a teenager, overdosed on drugs. Followed by a third, pierced by a gunshot. Together, aligned neatly in a row, they have a natural kinship.