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The people being honored by this supper have been chosen for the longevity of their impacts. Each writer, artist, architect, hero, and thinker, a few of whose atoms have sustained the herbs that have helped to flavor the
food we are eating tonight, has been under the Earth for more than twice as long as he/she ever walked it.
This meal is an homage to all who came before us and left behind ideas that nourish and teach us; from these ideas our own take root and grow, for us and those who come later. Please let it be a celebration not only of the eminent, but of everyone who has fed us, mind, body and spirit, and all who will be nourished by us in turn. I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as sure belongs to you. - Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass |
