My hometown is part of a city, but it’s a peninsula and so it has remained a separate, quieter place with a real sense of neighborhood. Every Fourth of July there is a parade that most of us who were brought up here have marched in at one time or another. The year I walked with my sister and some friends we didn’t win any awards, but we did all receive a fifty cent coin and I remember thinking that was quite a reward!
After the parade is the cookout, a tradition that was started by my parents and has been continued by my sister who lives in the house we grew up in. Family, friends…friends of friends are all welcome. I can’t imagine a better holiday, or a better place to celebrate it.