Fireworks 3

As far as I know, the only parade that has traveled the streets in my town of late was the Pride Parade. I don’t think there was a parade for July 4th and American Independence. We watched the fireworks from a big box parking lot near the grounds where the display was actually happening. There was a parade of sorts in the parking lot with schools of fish children darting around squealing and chasing each other. Three cheers for the red, white, and blue.

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Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

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  1. To celebrate the Bicentennial, we waited for the parade at the gas station on the corner where highway 237 dead-ended at 66. The station owner, Booby, gave us twists of paper from a little cardboard box filled with sawdust. The twists exploded when we slammed them down next to our bare feet on the pavement. I don’t remember any of the floats, but I remember the feel of those wood shavings on my skin when I stirred my finger through the box.

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