The long wait is over. Whether you celebrate the outcome or mourn it, this is us. One nation, indivisible, as our kids still pledge? Maybe that’s the underlying question. Below, a handful of images that made me pull over on my own American journey.
As the season of meats comes to a close, I find myself wondering: What will we miss? It was a long, hot summer marked by awkward stutter steps. Who went out, who remained locked in? Did we behave or misbehave? When do we mask, and with whom? Can anyone still define “quarantine?” Does anybody really