Fireworks

Tonight, I went outside to watch some local fireworks as part of the finale to a festival. It was crystal clear with the stars, and I even saw a few meteors. I was torn between watching the sky, and watching the fireworks. Both were spectacular.

I thought about when I was little, and our family and neighbor would go park in a parking lot to watch the Fourth Of July fireworks. We always parked a short distance from the park. We would throw a blanket on the hood of the car and sit on it. Those were the days of heavy duty metal in cars, not like they are made today. There were always a few trees in the way, but we could see all of the displays that were shot into the air, but could only make out a few of the ground displays through the trees. We were all good at Oohhhing and Ahhing and over did it just a little. Okay, we over did it a lot, hey were were kids. One time we saw some green through the trees, then some yellow all lit up, and then a bit of red. We were trying to imagine what it was they were showing. Then it occured to me there was a certain pattern to the lights. It turned out we were watching a traffic light through the trees. We all just roared with laughter at the thought ooohing and ahhing at a traffic signal. For years any time we got together to watch fireworks that particular time came up and we had a good laugh for years to come, and I laughed again tonight.