The holiday I missed the most when we lived overseas. There's something about summertime Americana that makes me sentimental. Cook-outs, parades, fireworks — makes me feel like a kid again. We celebrated by swimming, grilling steaks, the neighborhood parade, and fireworks — amazing fireworks, just in our neighborhood.
Happy Birthday, America! I'm sure spontaneous fireworks is what it's all about.
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