A mother bear always protects her cub

A mother bear always protects her cub

In the summer of 2001, I did not want to move to California.Secure with a long-earned path toward American citizenship, my father was ready for a new horizon. He was tired of the encroaching stupidity of Florida Men, the summers drenched in mosquitoes, the administrators at UCF who cared more about finding the next Daunte Culpepper than securing funding for his research grants. The University of California swooped in and took him in as a profess…