’Que on the Yazoo
I am surprised at David Taylor’s lack of community spirit and antisocial behavior (“City was unresponsive to complaint about ’Que,” May 11).
As a resident of Greenwood for a little more than five years now, I have been following many of the festivals and events. For a small community, Greenwood packs a punch.
On the Friday night of ’Que on the Yazoo, I worked till almost 10 p.m. When I and some friends left my studio, which happens to be a block up the street from Taylor’s studio, we were elated to walk into a festival filled with kids fooling around, people walking and talking, live music, a mechanical bull, many food trucks, and even more barbecue teams and the air saturated with mouth-watering roasting pig. It was heavenly.
A vibrant downtown engulfed every nook and cranny. I was amazed at how incredibly well put together this whole festival was.
Standing at my volunteer post selling beer tokens, and seeing Brantley Snipes saunter past us in her cowboy boots and determined expression, I had this absolute comfort that we were in good hands and everything was handled.
A few of my friends and I have a joke that we want to enter next year, simply so we can annex a spot downtown to pitch a tent, play music, dance all night and have a party, because this truly is a night-long wonderful shindig.
I take my hat off to the organizers for the magnitude of this festival. I hope the next year we have so many entries that we have barbecue teams camping out in front of our sidewalk, too!
So, back to Taylor’s cranky letter. I want to say, “Boo-hoo to you. It’s one weekend. Get over yourself.”
yoscott
