I love the picnics, the fireworks, the parades, the sparklers, the lemonade, the July-ness of it all.
Confession: for a good bit of my childhood, I thought the fireworks signaled the 20-day countdown to you-know-what.
I can now think a bit outside of myself, and the good news is that I still love this holiday. I really do.
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