Standing on the concrete stairs at Montrose Harbor, I looked around to see thousands of people, clad in colorful swimwear and ridiculous floaties.
Most people were around my age — in their early 20s, hours away from starting their day working from home. Then there were the people who seemed to just stumble upon the massive crowd while walking their dogs or heading to their boat dock. They watched from the back, their faces asking the same question I had: “What is this all about?”
