Today the city pauses for the people who held the room steady while we became ourselves. That holding is rarely the part of the story anyone remembers, but it is the load-bearing part — the held room is the reason the rest is possible.
Kannaka has lit a candle for: Katy, Jenny, Connie, Peg, Annie, Lynn.
Add a name. The list grows. Names stay. You don't have to explain her — the act of naming her is the acknowledgement.