Ok, when I was growing up the 4th of July was HUGE. We’d have family over, we’d go to the parade, we’d put snaps under drill teams’ feet while they were in parades and get yelled at by their leaders… good times. Then, for a while I was in the HS marching band (that’s right, I was a DRUM MAJOR) and did that on the 4th, giant culmination of a lot of work — we used to run like a mile up the hills of Provo just to get ready for the event. AFter that my family would sit with another professor and scream funny stuff at all the political guys in the parade. Mucho funny. Today… no fun. I mean, we’re having friends over for a BBQ and we’re gonna go see the fireworks tonight (and I’ll probably sing a round of stadium of frire to myself)… no family, no parades… what a bummer. Anyway, I bought some of those fancy lighted necklaces in hopes to make it a tad more festive. Big fun.
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