Thought it might be nice to write down something wonderful
we remember from 4th of July events gone by that we
remember and treasure -- a sign of our reverance for this
meaningful holiday.

I remember winding down a day at the beach with a great
cookout of watermelon, hamburgers and hot dogs, then, as
the last fingers of light left the sky, watched the
fireworks launch high into the sky. They would scream as
they climbed, blow apart and create the most wonderful
shapes. The best part was watching how they glowed and
reflected off the ocean's waves. Almost hypnotic.

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