The tradition I carry on is more of a movement than a static event. This fall I will celebrate 12 years of employment at The Ohio State University. That is the longest I have ever worked at the same institution largely due to a strong tradition in my family of moving within the Americas. My family's desire to leave town in adulthood dates back well over a hundred years. My maternal grandmother moved from Nicaragua to San Andres Island, Colombia in South America where my grandfather and her raised their large family on a tropic island. Their tenth child, my mother, left paradise upon reaching adulthood and took up residence in the Panama Canal Zone. Almost a decade later, Mom would marry my Panamanian father and settle in Wisconsin. Later, most of my adult siblings and I would get the family nomadic itch and move on.