I know this is a touchy subject, but I thought the point should be brought up and raised to all Americans. Shouldn't people in the Middle East have freedom as we do?
We sit and wait. Finally, it starts. Bursting colors stream forth; violet, yellow, red, blue, white, and green. They sparkle and wave as they fall to the ground. Over and over in different colors in various themes this happens. What a beautiful reminder of our freedom. What about those in the Middle East though?
Written July 4th, 2004 Becca Henry 10:43PM CST All rights reserved
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Reviewed by Timothy Houlahan (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2004
In aussieland newyears eve/day we Have two lots on the Sydney Harbour bridge..the first lot at 9 pm so that young children can see some before their parents put them to bed and then watch the midnight fireworks on the very second of the new year,in the year of the new Millionion it was the biggest ever seen in sydney lasting over half a hour.
Mushroom Cloud, a fact-based historical novel, is the first book of The First Strike Trilogy: USA and the Soviet Union are building nuclear arms for a face off in a potential nuclear war in the late 1950's and early 1960's.
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our local fireworks were the pits. display lasted MAYBE 15 minutes, including the "finale" (some finale)
next time i'm coming up there :)
love the energy and descriptions in this one--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)