1987 was another 4th of July that I remember... Cletus and I lived in Alaska. We joined most of Anchorage in a big field to watch fireworks. Even though it was July, it was still cold. So we were sitting in that field wearing jackets. I remember wishing we had brought blankets. We had to wait until it got dark enough to see the fireworks. We ended up waited until after midnight! And even then it was not completely dark. We didn't get home until after 2am! It was surreal!
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