The Fourth of July has always been a time to celebrate being together for me and my family.
It didn't start off that way though, usually we had a bunch of work to get done first. We did laundry, dishes, and lawn mowing when it's cool. There was always that trip to Walmart for the hot dogs, chips, potato salad, cantaloupe, watermelon, beer, plastic plates, sunscreen, bug repellent, sun glasses, hats, and ice.
As a kid growing up on an Air Force base on the Fourth of July we had a baseball diamond that was designated the one place on the base where we could launch off fireworks. Have you ever seen close to a thousand people at one ball diamond all launching rockets and roman candles. What a sight. I remember seeing my sister getting hit in her long red hair with a bottle rocket. She was yelling and screaming and patting her head. I'm sure it was not fun for my sister, but from my perspective that was really funny!
We lived in a house off the base with a high back porch. One year it was really dry outside. My sister and I decided to light some Jumping Jacks. Now if you don't know about Jumping Jacks, when you light them you never know which way they are going to go. Sometimes you have to run and duck. My sister was lighting one and it took flight and flew over to the neighbors yard where it caught the dry grass on fire. We sprinted over with the hose and put it out. I'm sure the neighbors knew why there was a big black hole in their lawn for weeks.
When I was in high school on the Fourth of July, we did what any mischievous kids would do.
We bought as many fireworks as we could because we were going to blow something up! I remember I had a black cat firework I was lighting and it went off in my hand. Ouch! That really does hurt!
My friends and I used to have bottle rocket wars. We would each have a gross of bottle rockets. We lived in a large trailer park, notice I said trailer park and not manufactured home community because that's what it was. There used to be a playground in the middle of the park with slides and jungle jims and we used to launch the rockets off the slide across the park and try and hit each other. We never said we were the sharpest tools in the shed.
As I got older I joined the Army. One of the best fireworks displays I ever saw was at the University of South Carolina football stadium. All the guys from the military base came to the stadium dressed in uniforms along with the civilians. Lee Greenwood was singing in the middle. They shot the fireworks off, with the loud music booming then the Blue Angels flew over the stadium rocking the walls it was AWESOME!
One time I drove to the Oregon coast and we camped on the beach, when it was legal with a bonfire. I had some Flower Blossoms. When you light them they spin around and change colors. So I thought hey lets throw them in the ocean. Wow! As the waves would roll in, they would change colors! Way cool!
After getting an Article 15 in the Army for having fireworks in my wall locker, the charm of lighting the fireworks off was gone. So I was relegated to watching the displays around towns. I must admit, some of them are pitiful.
Now being an adult with kids of my own, I don't want to deprive them of lighting off fireworks, but the restrictions have become huge. We used to go to my brothers house because in the town he lived in it was legal to light fireworks. I remember my brother said watch this. He grabbed a PVC pipe and put it in a ditch in front of his house pointed up. He had a huge firework that he lit and dropped into the tube. When it went off, it was so loud that the doors and windows in the neighborhood shook. Someone called the police, but all they could do was drive by us as we smiled at them.
We used to go to see parades in the cool of the morning, but that lost its flavor because the heat of the day. I really don't want to see the horse drawn floats with their smelly excrement heating up in the sun. It was the one time I could actually handle clowns, and that was because they were handing out candy. As a side note, why would anyone become a clown, that is creepy! If you are a clown, I apologize!
Now days we sit at the pool in the heat of the day and splash people! One thing I don't do on the Fourth of July is drive. Even if I haven't had anything to drink, that doesn't mean that the other guy hasn't. More deaths happen on the Fourth of July than any other day of the year, and usually the people that die are the innocent victims.
As much as I want to show my patriotic spirit on the Fourth of July for me it's more about getting to know my family. When I'm old and grey, nobody at the parades or the fireworks display will be changing my diapers, but my family will be there for me. Hopefully they will have brains enough to pay someone else for that task.
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John Prochazka
