I like traditions. I like the sense of history, continuity and connection that seem inherent in most traditions. That may be partially why I went to UVA, a school chock full of secret societies, tradition, history and community. I know, I talk about UVA a lot, but that’s just how it’s going to be. Wahoowah. But I want to talk about personal traditions. I find that most of my traditions center around the holidays and even more so around food. Every Thanksgiving, for as long as I can remember, we’ve had pumpkin roll. Every Christmas morning my brother demands his traditional Christmas breakfast called Easy Cheesy. Every November I host a “Friendsgiving” and every December I host my annual “Birthmas”

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