We had a blast!

To you.

To the weather gods. To every single ray of volunteer sunshine. To the coffee. To the frogs (French and amphibians). To the wallflowers, and the main character people too. To the ones that lost or found themselves for a bit. To the beat. To the jazz. To the originators. To the creators, bearers and sharers of African American culture(s). To the bridge builders. The teachers. The kids. To the light (it’s on!). To the whistle blowers. The trumpet blowers. The birthday cake candle blowers. To the boss ladies. To the people that were with us in spirit. To the ones before us, and the ones coming after. To all the dancers.
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‍Thank you!

Thank you for the uncontaminated, raw joy. For the stories. The laughs. The aha’s, the oh’s and the ugh’s (also the uh-uh-uh-uhuh’s). Thanks for the moments. For creating and shaping this beautiful bubble that holds everyone. Thank you for the dances!

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