A low-level civil servant throughout his life in Korea, Dad decided to move our family to the United States at the late age of 52, when most of his co-workers were preparing for retirement. It is still a mystery to me what led this meek, shy man to make such an audacious decision against Mom's bitter opposition. Several years before my family's move, Dad had taken a business trip to the United States, and it must have made quite an impression on this lifelong salary man. A seed of the American dream planted during the trip must have kept on growing. Meanwhile, Hosun, my eldest brother, received a scholarship offer from a Ph.D. physics program in Boston. Dad reasoned, Why not have the younger ones educated in the U.S. as well? He cajoled Mom, quit his job, sold our house, packed up all our belongings, and had our family depart for the United States on Thanksgiving Day in 1982.