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Celebration, Remembrance, Community Action


 

Much of this weekend in Howard County leans towards the celebration of the life and work of the late Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr, so that’s where I’m going to put my focus today. (A tip of the hat to the Harpers Choice Village Assocation for highlighting a lot of these opportunities on their social media accounts.)

Today: 



The Community Ecology Institute is hosting an MLK Weekend of Service at Freetown Farm and Green Farmacy Garden, check the event page for more information .

Tomorrow:


The annual Martin Luther King, Jr. Celebration, coordinated through the Howard County Office of Human Rights & Equity, will be held at Howard Community College beginning at six pm. There will also be a live stream. You can learn more here.

Monday: 


The National Pan Hellenic Council of Howard County will be collecting food donations for the Howard County Food Bank. You can support them by making a donation at one of the participating local grocery store locations. (Does anyone have the list of participating locations?)


Also Monday:



Hoco EcoWorks is hosting a Day of Service Event focusing on Community Building and Environmental Stewardship at the Nonprofit Cooperative Center from 10 am - 2 pm. Here’s their event page for more info.

If you’re curious about how the HoCo MLK celebrations come together, check out:

Martin Luther King, Jr. Holiday Commission 


A side note: local artist Kerry G. Johnson  has been appointed to the Martin Luther King , Jr. Holiday Commission and will serve as Vice-Chair. He recently served on the planning committee for the Alpha Foundation’s Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial Breakfast and coordinated/formatted/designed the digital program booklet for the event. You may recall that Mr. Johnson created the new logo for Town Center. 

Are there other HoCo local MLK events I could share here? Let me know. 


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