Being part of a community means we accept everyone in it as they are. Our group consisted of biologist, journalist, anthropoligist, political scientists, communication specialist, pychisicist, geologists, quantimn phycisists, writers, poets, musicians, mathameticians.. We celebrated holidays, including our special Festivus gathering every year), joined each other in different religious activies and made sure everyone was fed, had water, got rides if their cars were not working, studied with each other, and had beer for the weekend.
Warren is an incredible poet and after that night he had the money to get his smile fixed. The cops not only did not bust us, but as soon as they were off for the night, they joined us, though we had to escort one home … It was a fun evening, oh and the pancakes and brownies ROCKED, especially after everyone learned the trick to preparing the butter… *wink*
There are more photos, more events which are probably more appropriate but.. wait who is to say what is appropriate. It is not always a serious moment, and even though every time Warren smiled it hurt, we all not only had a good time, but we were there for each other, even the drunk cop. So, enjoy and never pass up being part of a community!