Nothing beat rallying in the 4th of July for 2008 then being in one of the cities in which our very nation was established- Boston. We honored the countries date by walking the freedom trail in the afternoon- special pit stops and interesting facts (faciliated by yours truely) including the state capital, ben franklin's gravesite, the first public school house, the park street church, mother gooses gravesite, the site of the boston massacre, and ending up in quincy market.
Reading the history and walking the trail made this holiday come alive for me. You could feel everyone's excitement rise as red, white, and blue shirts/polos/hats/and flags began to fill the town. Note to self, on commerative holiday's such as this historical trips always are a must!
However, the highlight of the evening- fireworks in Walthum. In this football field, the entire town of Walthum could be found. Lawn chairs. Blankets. Little kids playing chase. Sparklers. Fire men. Ice cream trucks. Fried dough cakes. Those glow in the dark necklaces. It felt like I was back in my good old, small hometown of Crystal Lake again. The city's government came out with big speakers that played cottoneyed Jo, and Bye bye miss American Pie. Laur and I made a pit stop at the ice cream truck and then jogged over to hop on the swings and play at park. The loud bangs lit up the sky. What a great celebration!
Reading the history and walking the trail made this holiday come alive for me. You could feel everyone's excitement rise as red, white, and blue shirts/polos/hats/and flags began to fill the town. Note to self, on commerative holiday's such as this historical trips always are a must!After the freedrom trail the STAFF met up for a nice sit down dinner. Somehow I get puruzzled into eating at "dicks" with a quite hysterical and roudy enviroment. Not a typical "heidi" place, but the laughter that filled the table was worth it.
However, the highlight of the evening- fireworks in Walthum. In this football field, the entire town of Walthum could be found. Lawn chairs. Blankets. Little kids playing chase. Sparklers. Fire men. Ice cream trucks. Fried dough cakes. Those glow in the dark necklaces. It felt like I was back in my good old, small hometown of Crystal Lake again. The city's government came out with big speakers that played cottoneyed Jo, and Bye bye miss American Pie. Laur and I made a pit stop at the ice cream truck and then jogged over to hop on the swings and play at park. The loud bangs lit up the sky. What a great celebration!
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Looking like a cutie!
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