Like all who have chimed in, I find that Saturday's events reverberate through
my days. As Kai said, for each of us, the day was meaningful in different ways and for different reasons. During my adolescence, there was a series of events that pulled the rug out from under me; what with moving after 8th grade in 1970, my mother's car accident, a happy return to Washington and then my mother's cancer and death -- leaving DC completely in 1974. What keeps going through my mind since Saturday is how reassuring I found the experience of seeing all of you. How welcoming and loving all of you were. How my own sense of the specialness of those days was reaffirmed in that magical span of hours -- that time out of time. And that somehow, in all of you, the stability and happiness of those days still exists ... and within me, too. When I returned to Minneapolis, where I have found a similar small-town-within-bigger-city in which to raise my kids, I had a deepened appreciation of what is here, with echoes of all of you in the clumps of kids I passed as I drove home from the airport. I also find that I have piles of unanswered questions -- ones that I didn't have time to ask each of you and maybe over time I will get to. In the meantime, know that I think of you and feel gratitude for all of your presence, and most especially for Adam and his vision and faith and hard work in making this happen. Love, -- Marian aka Babby :-) |
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Marian Moore |