Me and Katie. She’s not technically my sister-in-law; she’s my sister’s sister-in-law. But I might need to adopt her anyway.
My sister, after some persuasion, gets up on her husband’s shoulders to take better crowd pics. I feel like there should be some profound metaphor here about the men who support us and lift us up, without hesitation.
Some researchers from a local university were asking every fifth person if they’d fill out a two-page survey about their participation in the march, and in politics generally. I was a little shocked, if delighted, to find that I was able to check off every box on the civic participation list. At least a full third of them would have gone empty three months ago. Something is changing. Something big.
(Reprinted this bit of their survey by permission.)