Fourth of July I ended up in Boston (the birthplace of the American Revolution) in the midst of half a million people, watching an astounding 15, ooo fireworks!
Sure, there are crowds galore, and the heat could slow you down a bit, but, if you love a grand celebration, this is hard to beat. I got so caught up in the moment, with my love for this country, and the energy from the crowd, I literally started to jump for joy when they played those patriotic songs like This is My Country and I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy, at levels so high that a million people could hear. The rush I felt for Old Glory, and being surrounded by my family, just made me leap up, and I became a Patriotic Pogo Stick. Everything I had on was red, white, and blue, including the flashing neon sunglasses. I have been waiting for the opportunity to use this word again, the entire experience really was groovy~
The Ultimate Ageless TIP OF THE WEEK, (and you have heard this one before)….SEIZE THE MOMENT!