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When I was a child, we celebrated May Day with the traditional Maypole, May baskets and community gatherings for these events. Sadly, those things have gone away in most communities, but it does not lessen the joy the month of May brings.

The fact is, we live in unsettling times. Decades of hard work toward equity, equality, the recognition of human rights, services and supports we fought for and have held dear are being eroded like sand pulled out to sea by a tsunami.

I was a young adult (probably more accurate to say that I was an older child) when I started my first day and first round of college at Northern Michigan University.  For years prior I had listened to an odd assortment of music that can best be described as carrying social justice messaging.