Up to the center of town, kind of early, around 7ish to sit casually in front of the band (country... and that's is ok) and watch the people mill around. I remember when Chuck and Mud, and the Jolly Coppershmits used to play at the center. I guess I kind of miss that towny feel, but it was great anyway. I sat and looked around, and for the first time really, was kind of shocked at the amount of people that I knew. I think it might have been the diversity of people that I knew really. I sat next to the librarian to my left, and several parents of kids that I have taught to my right, actually, kind of everywhere. I also knew a whole bunch of other people from Henry's cub scouting. I am not social. I don't go to parties... actually ever if I can help it. I don't even like to go to playdates or birthday parties with my kids. I am not social. So it is a very strange thing in my mind for me to know all of these people. It's...........nice...... a little. Maybe even a bit more than a little.
My family was all around and friends came later that night. Henry found his beloved Celia, who I think might be becoming his best friend as well as his cousin. The Silvas came later and sat near us. Fourth of July, for me, might be exactly what our founding fathers would have wanted, its about being close to my family and friends, along with an occasional flash and boom in the sky. David and Asima's (the Silvas) kids are so incredibly cute. Yasyn sat right next to Nora and Megan and they chatted and screamed and oooo'd throughout the entire fireworks.
Rutland's fireworks are short and a bit towny, but I love them for other, better, reasons.
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