On Sunday's walk, we followed a nature trail through a thicket of red cedar trees, blueberry bushes, beach plums, and poison ivy. The trail ended at the top of sand dune overlooking the ocean. Golden grasses covered the sides of the sand dunes, but a path led down to the beach. Most family members took off their shoes and went running down, their feet kicking up the sand. Suburban Nephew choose to tumble down, head over heels. At the bottom, he stood up, brushed the sand off his legs, and said: "That's how I roll."