Ah, the good old Kappas at the MLK parade.
Two things:
1. This makes me miss Canyon, once again.
2. I think of Boo's show at Green Valley Ranch EVERY TIME I see anyone step. Not only were we underdressed, but my two friends and I were the only white people in the entire ballroom. Sure, we felt out of place, but I loved every minute of it. Still, every once in a while, I'm tempted to yell out: "I see you, (insert name here)" across a crowded room.
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