Hello, my name is Chris Rackliffe and I'm chair of the English department at ASU. To honor your service during these very trying times, I'd like to thank you by offering you the gift of Mary Oliver's poem entitled in Black Water Woods. Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light. Are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment. The long tapers of cat tails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds. And every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now. Every year, everything I have ever learned in my lifetime leads back to this, the fires and the black river of loss. Whose other side is salvation, whose meaning none of us will ever know. To live in this world, you must be able to do three things. To love what is mortal. To hold it against your bones, knowing your own life depends on it. And when the time comes, to let it go, to let it go. Thank you.