This year we had the quietest 4th of July ever. From our bedroom window, we watched the Potwin Parade gather at 3rd and Greenwood.
Soon busted by former neighbor Tom (photo above is zoomed here to show Tom - the bald dude shaking hands) who spotted us and called just to pester us.
That caused me to join the gathering gang, snap a few photos
and invite Tom in for a nice visit. Later, I ventured out to take Dad to Mother's grave
and to buy a 100 pack of TNT SUPER FIRECRACKERS
that we lit ... as if we were teenagers.
Otherwise, we did NOTHING. The evening fireworks barrage was loud and long. It was a nice lazy 4th but we sure missed the California gang.