BOOM

The air is filled with the delicious odor of hotdogs and hamburgers sizzling on the grill. The grandchildren squeal in the distance enjoying a game of freeze tag. The dogs send soulful looks to my oldest son manning the grill as they hurry to romp with the children. As darkness falls over our small town the sky explodes with the colors of glory and freedom. The children, resting at my feet, ooh and aah with joyful wonder. The dogs hunker in their doghouse as a chorus of booms reverberate through the night. I look at my only daughter as she looks at me and we smile. Let Freedom Ring!