Sunday, July 4, 2010
Usually I say that I like to go to the fireworks for the atmosphere, not because I like fireworks themselves. I like the coming together of the people in the community. I like being outside on summer evenings. Last night, as I waited for fireworks to start, I thought, "Maybe I should just go home now. I've been here since 5:00 and enjoyed it, and now I've gotten what I wanted to get out of it, and now I'm tired. The fireworks will just be loud noises assaulting my eardrums." But I waited, and I enjoyed the fireworks. The experience I had with them was similar to what I recall from 1998. When it seems like I'm directly under them and I gaze up at them, it's like getting entranced by a magical world.