You can never have enough!! It's a scam.. Thirty seconds of pleasure followed by scrounging for more in the duds pile.. Man I remember those days and last night there was my nephew starting the same thing.. Fireworks are a scam, they get you excited and then when all is said and done the fireworks are an actual letdown.. You want more and more only to be disappointed when all is said and done.. When the last punk is extinguished and the final scent of gunpowder is gone, what are you left with?? The fifth of July and the thought of well just wait until next year.. But here it is this year.. I've written about the friend I had when I was little, buying a brick (or two) of firecrackers only to have them go off in his coat pocket... That's a classic and there are likely others who have stories similar to this from their childhood.. But there are others.. Another friend would get that order form that we used to get in the mail to get fireworks.. He got a good lot.. I would look amazed at what he got but never thought I'd like that.. Or maybe I did, I don't remember going nuts.. He got his fireworks and never shot them all off on one night but rather took a few to do that.. Then there was the (idiot) guy that put a smoke bomb in the mailbox that year.. There was this dare going on that kept coming up every year and then one year the dare was fulfilled by someone.. more than likely the same kid who had the firecrackers go off in his coat pocket.. You know the one?? He was a stooge no doubt about it but he was also the postmasters son.. There as this feeling that this act was done by three boys at the same time, so none of them could be blamed for doing it.. That's how I think they did it.. Truth is the mornings are when things like this happened.. But this was an afternoon job.. By this time we were off shooting our loot for the day..
Remember the firecracker wars we had.. some of the things we did I hope my nephew hears about only after he has grown out of his current fireworks craze.. The firecracker wars were epic.. Most of the time they involved a toy, in this case an old greyhound bus that was made of steel.. So good was this toy for this effort that there was no destroying it.. It took firecracker wars from the time I was little until I stopped buying them around my fifteenth year.. I think that's how old I was.. Anyway we would light the firecracker and slip it into the bus, then wait until we thought it was time then roll it towards the other person.. If it blew up before they could turn it around or roll it back at you in anyway that was a hit.. Then it was their turn.. It was the safest way to throw firecrackers at each other that we knew of.. Safe, that's a relative term.. Then there was roman candle wars.. You name it, and the directions on the firework "Light fuse and get away.." yep, they might as well have said light fuse and do what you feel.. Fun?? Well it was...
Badge Henry
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