Happy Fourth of July to all of the Americans stopping by! 230 years of fireworks, celebrations and parades. I know that's hardly a drop in the pot to our European friends, but we're still trucking along. Consider what's happening now our adolescent phase, possibly pre-teen, and I think you'll have it right.
I was remembering the bicentennial thirty years ago and how I marched down main street in Millersville, PA, right beside Aaron Dread. Yep, we were four, and no doubt adorable. I wonder whatever happened to Aaron. Too bad I lost track of him.
At any rate, enjoy the day! It's yard work, house cleaning and possibly a late dinner and firework show for me. :)