Poet and author Alice Walker wrote “hard times require furious dancing.” I love that image. We have a tradition in this house that when the work is done, or at least paused, whether the work has been challenging or just constant, it is time to dance. So thanks to Alexa, on goes the music and off we go. The “dancing”, if you can call it that, happens before dessert is served. Whether you are 6 years old or a few years more than that, you get to choose the music and the dance begins. No one needs a partner, you can dance to the beat of your own drum and the more dancers the better. Somehow, singing always gets included. Over Labour Day, after your officers had worked hard from Thursday evening to Saturday night, it was time for dancing. Oh, I should also mention, that what happens at the dance and dessert party stays at the dance and dessert party. Let’s just say, sometimes dancing is the best answer to “now what?” I thank God for all our IOKDS Officers who give their time even over a holiday weekend, who travel long distances or arrange to Skype or call in, who give thought and voice to good ideas and better ideas and who, when asked, will dance “furiously” in body or in spirit.