I literally left town the night I knew I had completed my last college course. I was only 19, and just wanted to get the hell out of SLC. So I left for Portland that night with my then-girlfriend. I think my parents were a little upset that I didn't come back for graduation day--but because I had tested out of so much and basically went straight through for a year and half, I graduated in March and didn't feel like coming back for the big do in June. That said a couple of months later, my brother in law showed up on our door and said my Mom had called in an absolute dither because I had made Phi Beta Kappa and there was going to be a special ceremony at the state capitol for inductees. My parents paid for me to come back for that, and that was sort of my "graduation" ceremony.