You don't know how wrong you are. Six years ago I didn't care ether but someone that loved me cared and he kept nudging me to look into it and eventually I cared to!! then my family cared then my children started listing to the family stories and they began to care.
It changed my life made me see a side of myself and my family that I would never have known if he had not been there to nudge me along .He is dying and he probably wont see how it will end for me at least not by my side but in spirit.He was my soul mate and my beast friend for thirty four years.
Many I think can say that there was someone who inspired them to keep on going so I think The term blood sweat and tears are a fitting response to your post.
The blood of are loved ones and our ancestor,Sweat for all the hard work done in the name of the freedman.Tears for the disappointments and setbacks along the way and forgiveness for each other win the road gets tough.
It will all turn out the way its supposed to because to many care and that makes for a powerful force to reckon with.