The firework shows my Dad used to do on the Fourth of July.
The family would go on vacations to Duck Island, North Carolina and during the 8 hour drive we'd stop at a big firework store where Dad would stock up.
Back in New York, our parents would have family and friends over for a barbecue. One family friend was in his late 20s/early 30s and he would get dangerous fireworks. I remember one time he had an M-80 which he lit and threw on the front yard. It made a small crater which took years to grow back.
Once it got dark, Dad and our friend would start the show which sometimes lasted 2 hours. A personal favorite was Jumping Jacks didn't matter how far you threw them, one would come back to attack you.
The Fifth of July was also fun because my friends and I would walk around the block finding unlit firecrackers.
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