This Independence Day was one for the history books in the Wood family. We had such a fantastic time with the fireworks display and at times it seemed like it was never-ending. This was the last year we would be celebrating the 4th of July at Grandpa's beach house on Whidbey Island. With his passing comes the end of an era, and since all good things must come to an end, we decided to end it well.
This year, we shot off more mortars than the previous two years combined. We had more explosives in the trunk of our cars than we could believe. We ate great food and kept the bonfire going all day long. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows, flew kites and let the children run wild. Ah, this Independence Day was a great day.
We dedicated our fireworks celebration, not only to our wonderful nation, but to our beloved Grandfather, who passed away recently. Independence Day was his holiday. It was his favorite. He was such an American patriot and he loved a good explosion like the rest of us. We could almost feel his presence that evening as we combined, lit, and let off mortar after mortar. He was such a kid and would run away from burning fuses with us, and when we would tie two mortars together, he'd be there with a third and a fourth to light as well. Grandpa, this was for you!
So, Happy Independence Day everybody. This is a day of days, and should be celebrated loudly and proudly, for you are Americans and you have a lot of be thankful for! I will cherish the memories I have have of our longstanding family tradition and look forward to creating new traditions for my children to grow up with and enjoy!