What I Did on the Fourth by Abbie Johnson Taylor #MondayMusings #Jottings #AuthorsCorner

What I Did on the Fourth by Abbie Johnson Taylor #MondayMusings #Jottings #AuthorsCorner


When I was growing up in Tucson, Arizona, during the 1960s and early 70s, we attended fireworks displays on the Fourth of July, which were usually held at the university. Although I don’t remember too much about them, I imagine that during my early childhood years, the loud banging and popping scared me to death. But when I grew older, despite my limited vision, I loved sitting on the grass, looking up, and beholding the multi-colored lights and shapes that seemed to sail across the sky. I vaguely remember one year when I could see fireworks from our front lawn, and I thought they could be seen all over the world.

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What I Did on the Fourth #MondayMusings #Jottings #Inspiration

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  1. Thanks to Patty for letting me share my Fourth of July memories here. Please feel free to share your own memories either here or on my blog. Have a happy and safe Fourth!

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