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| Fourth of July sprakler |
It turns out my youngest grand daughter was fearless of fireworks. She would vigorously stomp on the
whippersnappers - repeatedly picking them up if not spent, and almost dancing over them like she was after some moving bug on the ground. When it came time for
sparklers, again, no fear and right in the middle of things. I texted my daughter and commented, "She will be the one to go to the Naval Academy. And will be a
Super Hornet pilot." Jill replied, "Totally!" In a side text conversation, my wife and daughter were exchanging comments on the same topic - my daughter figures her son will probably live with Mom and Dad - the four-year-old older brother is not at all adventuresome like his little sister.
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F-18 with afterburner
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It seemed like summer arrives in western Oregon the day after the
Fourth of July. We had many a fireworks display with our kids bundled up in the winter coats, and the
pyrotechnics viewed streaming horizontally from the device. The picture above looks like that - a strong wind blowing the sparks from a lit sparkler - kind of like the look of an engaged
afterburner on a F-18.
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