Comments:

Dante - 2003-07-04 22:58:05
I'm with you JJ. All the fun stuff I did on the 4th as a kid is coming back to haunt me.
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jeff - 2003-07-04 23:40:01
i guess i'm soooo bad now because i was an angel as a child
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durlx - 2003-07-05 09:57:52
OMG! My Dad showed me a bottle rocket and lit it in the yard to demonstrate how to be safe and then made sure that there was no way that I could ever get my hands on one after that. The nearest place that I could get fireworks was Cananda... (which wasn't that far away actually...) but pretty far away for a kid. So I grew up not thinking about fireworks that much, just thinking that they were dangerous and other people lost parts of their fingers and went around with only one eye after the age of 10. But not me, I knew better. Then decades ago, I moved to New Orleans, where fireworks are illegal within the city, but freely available anywhere within a 10 minute drive. I've been to parties where people shoot smallish fireworks at each other. That's more of a new year's eve thing though... For the Fourth, the small fireworks start on the third and go on for two days in my neighborhood, and some of the pops you hear are from hand guns and weapons of higher caliber... but not actually on my street. It's just far enough away... when luca was here one time he said "what's that!" and I said "oh, just some fireworks..." and he said, "sounds like gun shots!" and I said, "oh no, prolly just fireworks.." and changed the subject... hehe! this is not the suburbs, my dear. ...and I thank the gods and godesses for that.
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