A 4th of July on Fire Island...

I wish I was a better storyteller. I wish I could describe it well enough... or better yet, I wish each and every one of you could spend a July 4th evening here on Fire Island with me and watch the sun set so grandly over the shimmering lights of a hundred towns all lined up across the Great South Bay on Long Island. And then as the sky darkens, a hundred firework displays begin one-by-one along the shore where each of the little towns celebrates in their own proud way! Every once in a while the Summer air carries a faint delayed echo of a soft boom, but for the most part the spectacles are all flash and frenzy with the soft rolling hush of the ocean behind the dunes... I've seen this same gorgeous sight dozens of times... I watch and think of thousands of people in hundreds of little towns on beautiful Summer nights… all across this great country, and over the years, decade after decade, and I think of millions of children staring and laughing with joy at their first night of a sky filled with moving colors and lights… their first fireworks... pointing and waving their little hands and smiling up into the loving faces of grown-ups who will cherish them, and love them, and protect them.... And it still breaks my heart. All of it. And I think it always will...

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