Jewels in the Square

We'd walked all morning, up and down hills, until at last we returned to Union Square, just to sit. But there is always something alive and happening in that seat-terraced place, and that day it was Jewels on the Square, a performance of Latin Jazz by high school kids who had salsa in their blood. So the sun streamed down and the artists cycled through their songs, their instruments, and mostly I sat facing the crowd, watching the faces of the mothers, friends, neighbors, strangers who had gathered.

It was as if the children belonged to all of us. As if they glorified us with their talent.