Feathers are falling this Fall as we launch our Capital Campaign!

Birds are everywhere. We had to pick our bird when I was young. I chose the Pigeon. They are magical birds. Beautiful feathers. Fly everywhere. Perhaps I was stacking the odds.

“Hope is a thing of feathers…” Mother would preach.

Two years ago, three Birds, Liz, Kelli, and Taylor, flew into the Lobby of your National Historic Theater. They landed from another world. The world of design, couture, culture, architecture, fashion, food, textiles, arts of all kinds, and they delivered from their wings, a letter from heaven.

As they melted into ten hours of hopping from room to room, doing what birds do…I read the letter from heaven. It was from my Mother.

“Honeygirl, I met Billie, Liz’s mother, while picking raspberries, your favorite. She is our kind of people. So young, and beautiful, full of energy, and she and I started sharing about our daughters. She keeps a close eye on Liz, just as I do on you. We are not helicopter Moms…we are 747s! We are on a mission, Billie and I have big plans for you two girls…

Two peas in a pod, she laughed! We’ve shared our stories of our “little girl” experiences with homemade clothes and described you both as dreamers who stood heads and shoulders above the Rats of life.

We have met now for endless hours about a plan for you two, and first things first. Billie sent Taylor and his cameras today. Kelli is there with Liz, well, because Liz has a fantastic circle of friends. Make sure to ask Kelli about Paris!

Trust their process. Taylor? He has a heart of gold; you will instantly love him. Feed him. He’s always hungry.

Let them do what they do and trust your Mother, this is going to be something good. I promise. I pinky promise! I will talk to you tonight. Enjoy the time you have with them.

We laughed so hard today because we know that when you meet Josef, Agnes, and Sally, you will take the dreaming you love to do to a level that will reach the stars above, and your light from your crown will glow brighter, allowing more people to share in what you believe in.

Honeygirl, Heaven is a beautiful place, filled with all we love. The Rare People, Places, and Voices are just a wish away. I will remain closer to you here than I was there. Here, Dad and I do not worry. We trust you and Adam with all our hearts. There are no Rats here.

Billie and I spend most days together. We are busy working with you two girls, keeping an eye on the rain. Liz will be back, Honeygirl. She sees you. Her Crown is as beautiful as Billie’s. Walk close to her light, listen, and learn all you can. Be Rare, but only if you dare.

Life. It’s so worth living. I hear a bell. It’s Dad. He reminds me of Josef. He’s in the kitchen cooking us up chicken, shrimp, and ribs! Yes, Honeygirl, he truly is in Heaven!

We love you more,

Mother

Ten hours passed, and I was unsure what had really happened, but I knew they were fed. I folded the letter and did “the Google”. I spent the night nose-diving on all I could find. Photos, websites, Insta, and Tics that Tock. I even went to Paris!

All I know is that in two years, Liz, Josef, Agnes, and Sally are why we are here now. Without the time Liz and Josef have spent with me, digesting all the rocks, balls, feathers, rolled into a one-year, 7-day plan…the world would not be knocking on our door.

Agnes and Sally? I will share about them when I’m ready. They are not birds. They have fur and jump, bounce, and fly!

Together, we have gathered up local, regional, and national board members who have crowns that shine bright. We will leave the lights on for you to visit Staples, the website, and experience the joy that comes with becoming a preservationist.

It feels like Heaven.

Will you join us?

A Feather

JUMP