We got everything ready just (barely) in time for the 4th of July party.
My brother David showed up for last years party. He wanted to help out by buying some beer.
So this year when I went downstairs to get something out of the fridge I couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the door. Guess what caught my eye, beer David bought for all of us to try. Over a year later there was still some left.
(They sucked, that's why there's still 2 left.)
Since it had been raining we didn't have as big of a turn out as we should have had but as the night wore on more guest showed up.
We had live music, that's always a special treat but I went to down to the house to get some pics of the kids shooting off their works so I missed out on all the fun up at the barn.
One of the rockets that they fired up fell over as I was taking a pic and hit me in the chest....oh man did it hurt, it left a big tan/brown spot on my shirt were it smacked me.
The fire works the city put on were great and fun was had by all...I went to bed early because I was suffering from war wounds.
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