Happy birthday to our great nation! Brian enjoyed every holiday. But, he especially loved July Fourth because he was a patriot and loved shooting off fireworks. Brian and I always thought my dad's coolest line was B.J. Allan. This is a fireworks company that sells Phantom Fireworks. We would always wait in gleeful anticipation for the delivery of a big box marked "CAUTION: CLASS "C" FIREWORKS DANGER!" Oh, we were in Heaven and practically started shooting them off as soon as we got them delivered by UPS.
One July 4th we started around 8:45 PM as it just got dark. Our next door neighbor was 132. She normally went to bed around 4:05 PM every day. We thought she might stay up a little later for obvious reasons. Brian and I started with something subtle called "thunder sticks." The booms in our neighborhood were massive and seemed to echo. Brian and I loved it. We were done for two seconds and quickly looking for our next thing to launch. It was quiet. All of a sudden, we heard Mrs. Davis say clearly "OH, MY GGGOOODDD!" We stopped what we were doing, started laughing, grabbed our stuff and ran like little girls. It was glorious. Then, I think, we went up to St. Charles and blew up the rest of our loot in the field in front of the church (not sacrilegious at all!) What a great memory.
I will think of you tonight Brian (and Mrs. Davis) when we launch the massive display of pyrotechnics from Phantom Fireworks.
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ReplyDeleteWhat about the bottle-rocket war held in Norris Lake for Drew's graduation party? I believe the teams were Matt and I vs. Brian and the rest. We were greatly outnumbered but we held the high ground and ultimately won the day.
ReplyDeleteTo the best of my recollection atleast. We had been drinking.