4th July 2012

Today is July 4, 2012 and it was the most different July 4 I have ever spent.  For the past 38 years, Bill has had to work most of the July 4 holidays.  In Prescott we attended the Rodeo and I really miss not being able to attend the rodeo this year.  The most fun about the Rodeo is the attire of the people in attendance.  There is usually everything from  short shorts, to what could be termed evening gowns.  The young men who fancy themselves as cowboys parade around with their newly acquired ‘farmers tan’ and have giggling girls following them.  Oh yes, and there are the obligatory cowboy hats – probably purchased for the occasion.  One year David showed up at our home ready to go to the Rodeo.  He had managed to get a buckskin jacket replete with fringes and he had tight jeans, cowboy shirt, huge belt buckle featuring a horse and yellow Mexican style cowboy boots.  He had let his hair grow long and it curled at the ends and he could have passed for Billy the Kid or Buck Rogers or some other of the cowboys of filmdom and folk lore.

We were not invited to join any of the families here for 4^th July cookout or something, so we went to Ruby Tuesday’s for lunch, then over to Kohls to buy a new shirt for Bill and then we went down to the church for him to practice the piano.  I took my quilting with me and worked on the quilt while he played the piano.  To get to the church, we had to go down I-95 to the Western Ave. exit then turn round and take the road past the Fed Ex to Hallowell and then down to Farmingdale from there.  The time was 4pm and we had to take such a circuitous route to avoid the parade that was taking place in Augusta.

On the way home we discussed going to watch the fireworks but it is a damp rather drizzly night and I do not really want to stand outside in that weather to see the fireworks.  In any case, the air around our apartment is heavy with the smell of fireworks being set off in the neighborhood.

We spent the evening doing something much more useful – we did work preparing for the Family Reunion in Connecticut in a month’s time.