Most people dance, something they wouldn't do anyplace else. Here, they're freely shared. After dinner, the staff sets to work, carefully creating, cleaning and sweeping corridors where it's safe to walk, and taping off dangerous areas. Her creations are 12-foot trees made of elm branches sunk into tubs of plaster. At 10 p.m., the lights suddenly go out and the music stops.
Flashlights come on.
There is a quiet, expectant pause as the volunteers look to see what's happening. There are no moans, no angry words, only a brief silence. Then the lights come back on and volunteers set to the task of dismantling their creations. His supervisor, Sgt. But they're very cooperative.