They cancelled the usual 4th of July fireworks due to the rain and wind but on the night of the 4th homeowners and guests all up and down the beach set off their own fireworks. Our deck is up high on pilings so we could see them so well as they reflected on the ocean. It brings back so many memories of the 4th when my dad would take all of us to the big hill in my hometown of Waverly, NY where the VFW had a huge community picnic followed by fireworks. We all spread out blankets, had picnic baskets full of Mother's wonderful fried chicken, potato salad, Boston baked beans, bowls of watermelon, cantalope, and her special cakes and parkerhouse rolls. There was often a branch of one of the Army or Navy bands and we heard nearly every John Philip Sousa song that was ever written. Kids were running everywhere waving small American flags and everyone seemed to be clapping in time with the music. What a wonderful sense of patriotism there was. Sometime during the evening the band would play "God Bless America" and it always impressed me that everyone stood when that song began. How I treasure the memories of those days.
And how I treasure the friendship of each of you!
"O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord, forgive me if I say
For very love, thy sacred name, a thousand times a day.
O Jesus, Lord, with me abide; I rest in Thee whate'er betide.
Thy gracious smile is my reward. I love, I love Thee, Lord.