Well, the military moved me to Los Angeles, and after 18 years of moving around I think she decided enough was enough and she decided to stay in L.A. I can't blame her. We have no more family in Gainesville, and only a handful of family in Escambia county. She has lived in about 12 cities across two continents in 18 years, and USC is too expensive. UCLA it is.
I totally understand, had a similar childhood myself, military family, multiple generations--I just went a different way: Instead of becoming "the youngest entrant to the Academy" in CO Springs, as my dad (then an AF Colonel) envisioned, I went Army, then back to Florida, always our family's "base of operations", and fulfilled my OWN lifelong dream and became a Gator. I think I've mentioned this before, but I went on to grad school at USC (earned an MFA at the USC Film School) on a full-ride academic fellowship--but I was NEVER "a Trojan" in my own mind. In fact, I was fortunate enough to arrive there in time for the back-to-back home-and-home we played with them in the early 80s--and had the exquisite pleasure of experiencing our to them seemingly impossible victory, having assured them all in the face of their extreme-to-the-point-of-condescension confidence going into it (in my then exaggerated N. Fla. drawl), "Weeell, we play a purty good brand o' ball down in the SEC...")...result: 28-9, Gators, I believe, or something damn close. Ahhh, it's GREAT to be a Florida Gator. There are a lot of pretty women at UCLA, and Westwood is a very nice part of town (a lot nicer than the Crenshaw--where USC walls itself off more or less under siege), but, well, I guess I don't have to make this argument to YOU.