It's Been a Year

Almost exactly one year ago I went with my father out into the country on his traditional 4th of July celebration with several of his friends. They shoot-off skyrockets and blow up various items with fireworks, some of them rather large, homemade fireworks. I met a guy there; Dan. He was a really nice guy and we carried on a relatively brief but enjoyable, and at times highly energetic relationship. There are times when I sometimes think of him. I find it hard to believe that it was a year ago.

Yesterday evening my father called me and asked me if I wanted to go with him again this year. He quickly assured me that Dan would not be there. When I still hesitated a bit, he barked, "Katie, we really want you to be in attendance", I kind of giggled and agreed. It's nice to be wanted, such as it is.

So tomorrow morning I will set my alarm to 7AM when I will rise, consume some breakfast, and then drive over to my parents' where my father and I will travel together out to a farm for the annual event. I will likely see the demise of some toy cars and/or boats, a Barbie Doll or two, and some functional but expendable electronic devices. There's nothing quite so oddly entertaining as the sound of Glen Beck's voice being abruptly silenced by a small explosion.