That’s what the 4th of July means to me, and usually in that order.
The day begins with a parade, my favorite of which is our neighborhood Popsicle Parade. We haven’t attended it for several years now, as our children are older. When they were young, it was the highlight of our 4th of July holiday.
The children would spend hours decorating their bicycles and tricycles, to take them on a grand parade through the neighborhood, that ended with popsicles for everyone.
My second favorite parade in the world is in Vail, Colorado. It’s become quite a mob scene in the past couple of years…
…but it still has that small-town feeling: kids on bikes festooned in red, white and blue, firetrucks, cowboys, and best of all, the Precision Lawn Chair Drill Team. A group of middle-aged men, in cheesy Hawaiian shirts, execute complicated maneuvers with lawn chairs, culminating in cold beers for all team members.
Not something you’d expect to see anywhere else in the world. God bless America.
We always have all our neighbors over for a casual barbecue. The barbecue is really just to pass the time until the sun goes down, and we can shoot off fireworks.
I know they’re illegal and dangerous, but they’re also good, old-fashioned, American FUN!
Happy 4th of July!
Images: Vail.com, Vail Lawn Chair Team.