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When I was a child, this day was greatly anticipated. We would have a picnic, sometimes just in our own yard and other times we would pack up the car and go to a nearby lake. Afterwards we would go in to town and watch the fireworks display and listen to the local school band performance. I still enjoy the day but with moderation...no big picnic and fireworks are limited to those on the telly or those that I can see and hear in the distant parks that surround me.
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