In the traditional sense, the heat chased us from a lot of the Fourth of July fanfare. Our picnic was indoors with the air conditioning, we watched some fireworks from the living room window, and no one brought sparklers. But the American flag flew from the back patio all day and we celebrated the independence of our nation through the togetherness of our family.
I can't even imagine being an outside individual (i.e. boyfriend or girlfriend) showing up to one of these gatherings for the first time. Even being born into this family, I find it difficult to get a word in edgewise most days.
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