If I can't dance . . .

. . . I don't want to be part of your revolution. Emma Goldman, anyway something like that, I think. Question might be, is Fredonia Heritage Day part of our revolution? I want to think so. We just did the 5th annual, November 9. You had to be there. Thanks much, Andy, for being there! Here's a taste of the dancing part. But first the other appropriate quotation:

Labour is blossoming or dancing where

The body is not bruised to pleasure soul.

Nor beauty born out of its own despair,

Nor blear-eyed wisdom out of midnight oil.

O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,

Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?

O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,

How can we know the dancer from the dance?

          –William Butler Yeats, Among School Children

(There is another appropriate poem, by Cynthia Claire Allen, that I might put up here, but I would have to get permission.)