On this July 4, as the sky booms before booming time, I reminisce about roof top views of piddly fireworks that fed our celebration with small town thrills. We weren’t picky; anything to mark the day would do. But for me, close side-by-siding, in the dark, where no one else side-by-sided, marked the best July 4. We were wide-eyed, in love, alone on the roof.
July 4 markers matter. Hot dogs and apple pie matter a little. Water skiing or mountain hiking matter a little more. Side-by-siding matters most. Year after year, side-by-siding makes a marker for any holiday.
On this July 4, as the sky booms before booming time, I am side-by-siding on the roof, still so in love, in my heart.
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