Sun going down behind us as we sit looking eastward, people every-
where, sitting on blankets, ice chests with soda and water, food
brought from home in case anyone is hungry.
Children throwing frisbees and balls to one another, laughing,
smiling, having a great time here at Reach 11 Sports Complex, all
of us waiting for fireworks to begin at nine o'clock tonight.
Meanwhile, music playing across the field, American flag now
being raised in honor of the 4th of July coming up, celebrating
Independence Day all together.
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