Hamburgers, potato salad, sparklers, firecrackers and fireworks. Friends, family and punks. No, not your cousin, the other punk. 😉
It happens every year. Starting at the end of June (as soon as the tents go up) and running well into July, the firework enthusiasts and pyromaniacs are living up their two weeks of glory. All while neighboring parents and dog owners glare out their windows or call the cops. Or both…. Ahhhh the 4th of July.
There are two types of fireworks people:
People that will cross two state lines and spend $800+ on the good ones and the people that spend no more than $50 right down the street.
As far as 4th of July etiquette (not legality) goes, how late is too late? When should you (or your neighbors) stop? When is it time to call the cops – if there ever is a time?
Should that time be around 10 p.m.? Should they be able to go until midnight or later? Do YOU care? Do your kids and pets make the difference? What about our veterans with PTSD?
My Facebook newsfeed is already blowing up about fireworks (get it? hee hee I’m so punny) – and we’ve still got days until the big night.
For me, anything after 11 p.m. or so grates on my nerves – EXCEPT on the 4th. I expect fireworks to last past midnight on the actual 4th. I suppose Paul and I are lucky that our neighbors don’t get too crazy until the actual 4th. If they did, I might have a different take. So, what do you think?
As Americans, no matter how divided we stand on politics and ideas of government, how we may disagree on social policies and religion, we ALL share this one day. This is the day we celebrate our freedoms, our rights and our past.
Happy 4th of July!!! I’m curious to hear your thoughts.