Jonathan Savage recounts his memories of growing up under the shadow of wars fought and carried home by his father and grandfather. He struggles against a history long past that punish generations of a family. While his brother finds refuge in the bottle, Jonathan fights a solitary battle against guilt, blame, and betrayal. He shares his memories with his infant son while sitting quietly by a lake. "We tell stories because the soul depends on them," he says. The story is a journey through scattered memories, of misplaced trust and blossoming love. It is about a childhood home. A ravine and a cemetery, and a war whose echoes reverberate still.