was this morning's snippet.
Unfortunately with my over-the-top-workload in preparation for Monday's almost-all-our-eggs-in-one-basket-makes-us-or-breaks-us-hearing...I don't have time to go into too much detail about what the 4th of July was like growing up in my family.
But to give you a snippet of that day……in the early 70’s I recall my father taping a railroad bomb to our metal swingset, lighting it.....and then yelling at us to RUN!!
fun, fun, fun
p.s. – don’t be dumb