I have roamed the woods of Mammoth Cave National Park, Kentucky since I was a child. My parents taught me how to spot the signs of former home sites that have been overtaken by the woods and to watch for uncovered cisterns and wells. I feel a strong connection to the land. It feels like home. It is home. My family moved in the area in the 1790’s. They moved three times as land was purchased to create the National Park. Like a homing pigeon, I am continually called home to walk where seven generations of my family have lived and worked.