This is so amateurish it makes the rest of my stuff look professional, from the microphone next to the bad alto sax player (me, who picked up the sax for the first time in 30 years a month ago) to the camera that had no business trying to take pictures of fireworks. Still, like
Free Bird and
Skipper Ireson's Ride this captures something of what we call Independence Day, or at least the part of it that allows me the freedom to post such things on my blog.