Friday Fun is a group post from the writers of the NHWN blog. Each week, we’ll pose and answer a different, get-to-know-us question. We hope you’ll join in by providing your answer in the comments.
QUESTION: Yesterday was July 4. What is your favorite part of the holiday?
This year, we watched the Keene (NH) Swamp Bats win against the Newport (RI) Gulls in an exciting game of college-league baseball. After the home team won, the crowd took over the field, the lights went out, and the fireworks took off! Perhaps even more exciting after these past two soggy weeks: it didn’t rain!
Lisa J. Jackson: For me, this year, it was running in a 5K on the evening of July 3rd. So many folks dressed up in red, white, and blue and after the race, folks gathered in the park where the race started to watch fireworks over the river. I’d never been to the park before and it was just a perfect location — the lawn was lush green grass on a hill and plenty of space for kids to play and adults to hang out and talk. A bug-free evening, no rain. A bit on the humid side, but after surviving a run in the humidity, stretching out on the grass was heavenly.
Julie Hennrikus: I love, love, love the 4th of July. Family, food, fun and fireworks. Favorite parts? Watching Yankee Doodle Dandy. Watching fireworks. Making salads of all sorts. That it is in the summer. And that there is no pressure–you choose how to celebrate the day, and with whom. And it is all good.
Jamie Wallace: I do love the fireworks, and was touched by the show of solidarity and perseverance at the Boston Pops performance, but my favorite moment of this year’s Fourth of July was attending our own small-town parade with my daughter.
Our friends and neighbors turned out in style with streamer-wrapped bikes, flag-bedecked wagons, and countless silly hats. The requisite fire engine was there as were patriotically decorated cars and trucks from many local business – two farms, an insurance company, a flower shop, and more.
There were small marching bands, karate students in full regalia, a woman with a tiny dog in her bike basket, a pony cart, and a gentleman (our own dramatist extraordinaire) as Ben Franklin. It was all pretty darn fabulous and made me proud not only to be an American, but to be a small town American.