I've always loved fireworks. When I was a kid, my parents told me that all the celebration and fireworks were for me. I believed it and enjoyed thinking that every year, people everywhere were celebrating my birthday....yep, I thought I was something special.....I guess I was in about second grade when I learned that everyone was celebrating the birth of out great nation.....and I still thought I was pretty special to share my day with my country. From the time we were teenagers, until he died, my brother always bought me fireworks for my birthday, and he would think of the most creative ways to set them off! I still love fireworks...... Happy 4th of July, Y'all!!!!