Holidays are a time of being with the family, eating lots of food, and, if you’re a senior in high school, being questioned about what colleges you are planning on applying to. While visiting my grandmother in Sedona over Thanksgiving break, I endured the classic monologue of rattling off the college application list. My college counselor was the first to suggest Vassar to me; it fulfilled the rigor I sought in my higher education, a small population, and close to home. Once I mentioned it to the family, my grandmother was ecstatic. She spoke highly of the education, the history of the school, and the beauty of the campus. Soon enough, everyone else in the family chimed in their thoughts about how it seemed to be an ideal fit for me.