I really miss the joy I had when granddad on the 4th gave me a peck sack of fireworks. Setting them off unsupervised is one of my happiest memories. I’m 89. My happiest memory was being free as a POW in WW2. We had lots of supervised fireworks then in the philippines.
I really miss the joy I had when granddad on the 4th gave me a peck sack of fireworks. Setting them off unsupervised is one of my happiest memories. I’m 89. My happiest memory was being free as a POW in WW2. We had lots of supervised fireworks then in the philippines.