Good morning, all! I admire the reasons for the Fourth of July celebrations but, outside of the evening fireworks at Barnitz Field, it was always a family day with my mother's family, the six siblings, all the in-laws, and all my cousins. The most memorable part of the day was great food and the worst part of the day was the sibling rivalries that eventually flared up in little bits and pieces. The day waas spent, usually, in the largew back yard of my Aunt Jean's house. We'd all return to Barnitz Field, suffering from sunburn, exhaustion, and praying it would be cool enough to allow us to sleep after the big shebang was over.
Today, work. I've got to stop by Alex Rybeck's to pck up Liz' two charts and head down to Toyland. When I get back here, I've got so many choices of things to do.