And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer
—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

On May 4th I officially came of age in America. It was on that date, 21 years ago, that I was sworn in as a United States citizen. Yet still, I find aspects of living here curious—like many of the holidays. For a start, “holiday” to me is not simply a specific day, but an entire vacation.

Read the Summer 2022 installment here.