You came here for a reason, Jake. Now it's my reason too.
You might remember Deke Simmons, and some of you may recall that little poem that he... That he loved... That he kept on copies on his desk so that he could hand them out to troublesome students... or students that were troubled. Well, this was the poem:
"We did not ask for this room or this music. We were invited in. Therefore, because the dark surrounds us, let us turn our faces to the light. Let us endure hardship to be grateful for plenty. We have been given pain to be astounded by joy. We have been given life to deny death. We did not ask for this room or this music. But because we are here, let us dance."