An Open Letter of Gratitude to Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh

Dear Dan and Swampy,

       I had the enormous privilege of getting to chat with you for a bit at this year's San Diego ComicCon. You most likely meet new people all the time, so it would come as no surprise if you don't remember me. What you might remember, though, is me telling you that for the past three years, I've been exceptionally blessed to be involved with Phineas and Ferb's Rockin' Rollin' Dance Party. I couldn't say much more about it at the time, because I was already feeling guilty for holding everyone up. Had I been given a chance to really sit down and talk with you, I would have told you exactly how much this show has changed my life.
       I don't just mean that because I've been with it for so long, or because it was my first "parade," or my first time opening a show. My life was changed by the people in it with me. They brought me out of my shell, and taught me not to fear just being myself. Over the years, I learned that many others in the cast were affected just as strongly. Though we were all different types of people with varying personalities, we christened ourselves a "Phamily." And despite our fears that our dynamic would dissolve as more people joined, the Phamily only grew with every new group.
       You know that our management has decided to close our show soon. As far as we knew, guests still came in droves to dance with us, so this seemed to come out of nowhere. But, alas, it was not our decision to make. After it happens, I don't foresee myself staying with the resort for much longer. The idea of leaving my job has been on my mind for a while, for several reasons, but hearing the news of the show's impending closure sealed the deal. I'm losing what has, for a long time, been one of my defining roles at my job, and it feels like just the push I needed to move on and pursue my writing career, (*hint hint*). My love for the show is a big part of what's kept me around, and once it's gone, it's bound to leave a void. My main comfort now is that I'll never lose my Phamily. We've formed a bond that will never be broken, no matter where our lives take us now.
       It's become tradition for people to flash mob the last number of the dance party. On the last show of our last day, friends, fans and former cast will be joining us, (some from out of town), to dance with us one last time. Ideally, it will be the flash mobbiest flash mob that ever flash mobbed. I mean, I intend for this thing to be so huge that there's no room left on the dance floor, and we end up having to take over the entire street. I'm letting you know because I'll never forget your reaction when I told you about my job, or the hug that Swampy gave me. If anyone should witness the impact this show has made, it's you. (And of course, the cast, crew, musicians, and anyone else who loves the show as much as you do.) If you feel the urge to join in, there are plenty of videos on YouTube to help you brush up on the choreography, because nothing in the world would make for a more epic flash mob (phlash mob?) than having our benevolent creators join in. You, after all, are a part of our Phamily, too. Then, feel free to give Ferb a giant hug, because he'll be crying on the inside. Not that he'll show it, really. You know how he is.
       If you'd like to swing by, I'd be happy to send you a direct message with the information. If it so happens that you can't make it, I still want you to know how grateful I am to the both of you, and everyone who makes Phineas and Ferb a reality. Every time the Phamily has laughed together, cried together, had parties, gone on vacations, and generally made the most of every day has been because of what you created. There would be no Phineas and Ferb's Rockin' Rollin' Dance Party without Phineas and Ferb. I owe so much to my Phamily, and we owe everything to you.

Love for 104 Days and Beyond,
Analisa Kate Hubbard

P.S. Give my love to Vince and Thomas, who will always be my boys.

P.P.S. Carpe Diem.