"I'm doing it alone, and that's that," said Gabrielle, 19, the youngest of my three daughters. She was calling from Tucson, where she had just finished her freshman year at the University of Arizona. What she insisted on doing all by herself was driving from Tucson to our home in Princeton, N.J., a journey of nearly 2,500 miles.
Her mother and I had been trying to persuade her for weeks not to do it. My wife offered to fly to Tucson and drive back with her, the reverse of how the car got to Arizona last fall. It wouldn't work,...
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