I have always loved 4th of July. It brings back childhood memories of swimming in the hot sun at my Aunt Sandy’s pool, eating watermelon until I was ill, gorging on slightly runny homemade ice cream, and then piling in the car to see the infamous River Parks fireworks display in Tulsa. I’m a little patriotic at heart and it does my soul good to hear a few tunes having to do with our nation’s freedom (Brothers, I think of our many fourth of July extravaganza performances—the Franke kids put on quite a show every 4th!)
Although the Park City 4th of July parade shows too much skin can be a little too free, we have continued on our tradition of getting up way too early to save a place watching it with friends. This year I was a bit jet-lagged, but the fresh mountain air, sunshine, cute kids and good friends made it well worth the trip into town. Here are a few photos of the day:
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I miss park city!!!
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