The nanny state was crying on the evils of the sparkler this morning on the radio and I was reminded of the time when I was a boy and we'd go out to my uncles farm on the 4th of July. Before my uncle started his fireworks display, all of us children would be given a sparkler to run around with in the dark! We knew that thing was red hot and nobody wanted to get burned. It was great fun to write in the air and make a light trail.
Heck, we even through them up and watched as they'd land in the cool grass. Knowing to pick them up at the right end. The best was when you were given two at the same time!
What are some of your July 4th memories?