bright golden sparks and smoke on every turn. About 20 minutes later, the fireworks began and continued for about an hour. Seattle put on a good show. We returned to the car for the ride home, not knowing that the best show is yet to come. The drive home takes us south along the top of a high every gas station, and even pumped from special backpacks of peddlers in this part of the country. We can only surmise the misty weather makes everyone tired. After the concert, the crowd assembled on the waterfront to watch the Seattle fireworks display. A Mig-15, evidently owned by a local pay-to-ride company, conducted a low-level flying demonstration, showering the sky with
valley. It seemed that each of the small communities, as well as hundreds of private residents throughout the valley, were firing off rockets, flares and fireworks of all kinds. The valley floor looked like a scene from a nighttime air raid over Baghdad. The show continued for the entire trip, and we arrived home safely in Steilacoom. Happy Birthday America!
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