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Six Sentence Story: Park




Linking up with Six Sentence Stories again.  This week's prompt: park.  

I always enjoyed my childhood home's location near the park, but especially on the 4th of July.  As Independence Day drew to a close, cars lined both sides of the road, and families walked on the shoulder of the hot pavement to the park in anticipation of the fireworks display. Meanwhile, my brother, my sister, and I danced across the cool, green grass and sat on the cozy blankets Mom had carefully spread out on our front lawn.  Before we settled in to watch the big show and munch on popcorn, though, we each held a sparkler, bravely waving it in the dusky air.  Finally, the sun disappeared and the show started. The sky lit up, we oohed and aahed, and our hearts reverberated with each deep BOOM; we knew this grand finale was the best one ever. 

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Thanks for fireworks. 

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  1. Brings back such memories! We never went as kids but brought mine. We always imitated the oohs and ahhhs as "pishaw." Thanks for linking up Kristi... this was really descriptive... it brought me right back there to sitting on blankets and watching the kids run around in the grass before show time! And the exodus looking scene of everyone on the sides of the road!

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  2. We live near the beach and always watched the fireworks from the sand or from a boat. You captured the excitement and carefree days in the park. Sparklers scare me.

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    1. I don't think I've ever outgrown my fear of sparklers, either.

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  3. Sparklers were they only form of fireworks tha I was allowed to have as a child. How I loved to wave them around.

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    1. I always felt so daring with a sparkler in my hand!

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  4. Man, now I really feel bad about never taking my kids to see fireworks for 4th of July. Of course, if we lived next to the park, they would see them every year. :)

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    1. I'm sure your kids have many other wonderful memories of your own traditions. We didn't take our kids to fireworks displays every year, either. I was super excited when we moved into this house, because we are fairly close to a park, and the first summer, we could watch the fireworks display from our back yard. Then the city canceled the show, and hasn't brought it back yet. First the recession, then the drought. Oh, well.

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  5. Thank you for fireworks -- especially the ones at Disneyland!

    Santa Ana allows fireworks for 3 days each year -- I am surprised that with the drought, the fires and the water rationing that they haven't cancelled them this year. Getting down our street is always a challenge.

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    1. I watched the fireworks at Disneyland the last time I was there. I like their new show. Brave, brave Tinkerbell!

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  6. Bering brought up in England many years ago it was Guy Fawkes night that was the special fireworks night. Sadly where I am in Australia because of the fire danger only organised events are permitted with strict safety precautions.

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    1. I understand fire danger. We're in a drought here, and many cities ban fireworks.

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  7. I remember Independence day as one of the most exciting holidays of my childhood. :) Thanks for the reminder!

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    1. Being able to stay up late, and watch fireworks--how could it not be a favorite? :-)

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  8. My husband and I went to 4th of July festivities the weekend we met, and it was just like that! Where we live now, the 4th festivities are in a park about half a mile from us, and the big fireworks show originates on a hill just above our neighborhood. We just walk out in the back yard for a spectacular view!

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    1. Sounds like the 4th has special significance to you!

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  9. You brought back my only BEST memories from childhood--thank you!!

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