The summer of ‘68, the family spent the Fourth o’ July vacation week at Uncle Huey’s farm where firecrackers, real ones, were available easily and everywhere. After all, sensibilities back then were less finely tuned.
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The summer of ‘68, the family spent the Fourth o’ July vacation week at Uncle Huey’s farm where firecrackers, real ones, were available easily and everywhere. After all, sensibilities back then were less finely tuned.