Around Town, Saturday Edition

Saturday Events!

Ahem.

Today, beginning at noon at the Harriet Tubman Cultural Center, the first annual Black History Fest. This event has been student led and student organized and they’re hoping for a good turn-out so it will become an annual event.

You can learn more at the Eventbrite page for the event: Black History Fest.

Over at DOODLEHATCH in Long Reach, you can catch the most recent production of the Stand Up For Theatre group: Clue.

Tickets are Twenty dollars in advance and twenty-two at the door, with reduced rates for seniors and members of the military. I’m not seeing kids’ prices so perhaps it’s not a kid-friendly show? If you haven’t been to the DOODLEHATCH space it’s definitely worth the trip.

Tonight at the East Columbia Branch of the Howard County Library is their annual Evening in the Stacks fundraiser to support Library programs in the community. This year’s event has a pop culture theme. Festivities begin at 7 pm. $125 per person or Two for $225. (I believe that tickets are still available.)

You can learn more at the library website. This particular fundraiser supports the library’s partnership with the Howard County School System. One of the things that makes our library system so exceptional is the work they put into forging and maintaining partnerships with community groups.

Even if you can’t make it to tonight’s event I encourage you to learn more about their Friends of the Library organization. (Scroll down the page to see the list of initiatives they support.)

Any other interesting happenings going on in Columbia/HoCo today? Let me know.

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