What does Shevchenko Park mean to you?
Does it mean memories of a sun-drenched place where you sang and danced and bounced and hugged and smiled and laughed? A place you thought about yesterday, are thinking about now, and will think about tomorrow? A place that makes you ask people ‘were you there?’?
Does it mean recollections of videos and photos taken in a faraway place that evoked both happiness and envy? A place you felt a part of - no, you were a part of - albeit in spirit, not body? A place about which you wish you could say ‘I was there’?