Poor Fister and Pjevs! One 4th of July the people across the street had a party with fireworks. Edwina and I were NOT happy. She hated the noise and I was terrified (it appeared many were rather drunk) they would hurt someone or burn down my house (some flew on our roof!) I kept hoping the police would arrive as it was illegal but my husband didn't want me to "encourage" the arrival of the police. They don't live there anymore.

I love the color and display of professional fireworks (we saw two last night from out on Lake Michigan!) but I never understand how really loud noises is celebratory. Most incomprehensible is the shooting of guns to celebrate. What's THAT all about?????