Here’s wishing everyone a very safe and happy 4th of July Holiday!!
I don’t know about the rest of the country, but it looks like we’re in for a wet 4th of July holiday. We’ve needed the rain and while it’s welcome, we’ve got plenty for the time being. On the positive side, maybe it’s time to sit back for a day or two, read a good book and just enjoy life.
Yesterday I made a fireworks run to lay in a supply for our annual get together in August. Its so much fun to watch the smaller kids come in with parents to help select their own private stock for the big event.
The store I shop in has multiple screens set up that allow you to enter the code of the specific shell your interested in and see a video of what it looks like when it goes off. Two small boys were absolutely transfixed watching the different shells go off and advising their dad to help guide his purchases. From their reactions, I don’t think dad could go wrong with any of his choices. Every video seemed to be more impressive then the one they just watched.
The kid in me has always enjoyed fireworks and they bring back fond memories of days long gone. That excitement that built days prior to the 4th. My buddies and I always had the inside info on which firecrackers were the biggest and most powerful. Stories and rumors ran wild about somebody who knew someone who’s Uncle’s cousin knew a guy whose brother in laws neighbor had blown his arm off with some sort of ‘super’ cracker. We never really knew who this guy was…. but we knew it was a fact. And we wanted a couple of those ‘super’ crackers bad.
An all out effort was made to try to find out which of the ‘older’ kids were going to be making that clandestine trip across the border into the Dakota’s or Missouri bringing back some fireworks. Plans were laid as to how much loose change we could come up with in the hopes of being able to pick up some of the contraband for our own private enjoyment. I never totally understood why it was so much more fun to light your own fireworks rather than watch someone else risk life and limb. I still don’t, but I’ve given up trying!!
The family get togethers, the parades, picnics and excitement all rolled into one made it a special holiday. There was always an uncle that showed up with a couple of 6 paks of Grain Belt or Hamm’s beer that was kept cool in the livestock tank.
Beer in the stock tank, illegal fireworks, it just all lent itself to celebrating the fact we are the products of a bold and independent spirit willing to take risks to enjoy our God Given Rights. Ya gotta love it!!!
Happy 4th of July!