Words

“Dyke” has sort of been embraced by lesbian culture. Some people still use it in a derogatory way; but naming the march the Dyke March is a way to say “Yes we are, and we’re proud.” At least that’s how I take it.

Of course, it can also mean a protective wall against flooding; remember the boy with his finger in the dyke? Ahem. No thank you! Anyway … The first phone call I ever had from someone I was getting to know was when one such edifice had broken, resulting in major flooding of her home. There were watches through the night; groups of neighbors in this rural area would take turns on flood watch. It was set up really well to coincide with the high tides. A joke cropped up about “the dyke of [town name here].” It was no joke, though, the struggle that ensued to get homes and property back to workable and livable condition again though. But these neighbors banded together and helped each other, and their homes and livelihoods continue to thrive there to this day.

Four and a half more hours; is that possible? Oh. My. God.

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