Right here in my backyard in oh, so, suburban Saranap, California.
I would have preferred a cherry bomb or better yet an M-80, but perhaps it is best that I had neither. The cherry bomb would have been much louder (a good thing, I think), but an M-80 would most likely have sent the neighbors scurrying to call 9-1-1.
So... just the one little firecracker.
That little firecracker is illegal here. So are sparklers. ALL fireworks, even if they are of the "Red Devil" safe and sane ilk, are forbidden.
If you want to watch fireworks, you may take yourself and your family, drive somewhere, settle yourself with hundreds or thousands of like minded folks and view a government approved fireworks display.
Those fireworks may be quite nice to watch, but it's a far cry from how we celebrated the 4th when I was a young lad. Upon dark fall, the neighborhood kids and parents would gather and picollo petes', pinwheels, roman candles, fountains and all other manner of pyrotechnic wonders would grace the evening sky.
EVERY child, properly supervised, would be allowed to light at least one firework. It was celebratory and participatory and we all shared in the joy, exhilaration and, well, belief that we lived in the finest and most free country that the good Lord has ever seen fit to bestow on this earth.
Those were the '50's in California.
Now I am going to commit another illegal act.
It involves an entire pack of firecrackers, my back yard and... well... it is past dark fall.
A Great Independence Day to all TFL'ers, and let us not ever forget....
Cliff
I would have preferred a cherry bomb or better yet an M-80, but perhaps it is best that I had neither. The cherry bomb would have been much louder (a good thing, I think), but an M-80 would most likely have sent the neighbors scurrying to call 9-1-1.
So... just the one little firecracker.
That little firecracker is illegal here. So are sparklers. ALL fireworks, even if they are of the "Red Devil" safe and sane ilk, are forbidden.
If you want to watch fireworks, you may take yourself and your family, drive somewhere, settle yourself with hundreds or thousands of like minded folks and view a government approved fireworks display.
Those fireworks may be quite nice to watch, but it's a far cry from how we celebrated the 4th when I was a young lad. Upon dark fall, the neighborhood kids and parents would gather and picollo petes', pinwheels, roman candles, fountains and all other manner of pyrotechnic wonders would grace the evening sky.
EVERY child, properly supervised, would be allowed to light at least one firework. It was celebratory and participatory and we all shared in the joy, exhilaration and, well, belief that we lived in the finest and most free country that the good Lord has ever seen fit to bestow on this earth.
Those were the '50's in California.
Now I am going to commit another illegal act.
It involves an entire pack of firecrackers, my back yard and... well... it is past dark fall.
A Great Independence Day to all TFL'ers, and let us not ever forget....
Cliff