tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450527233120751380.post1550806519943849144..comments2023-11-21T16:45:50.275-06:00Comments on Writer Granny's World by Nancy Julien Kopp: Fourth of July When I Was A KidNancyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09160717876156540393noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450527233120751380.post-85541779927923163412012-07-04T15:20:42.853-05:002012-07-04T15:20:42.853-05:00Very enjoyable reading, Nancy. We limited our fire...Very enjoyable reading, Nancy. We limited our fireworks to pinwheels, lady fingers (tiny firecrackers), and snakes. Dad would get some roman candles and some fountains for night display. He shot them off over a plowed field. We would have sparklers to play with after dark also.Virginia Allainhttp://www.squidoo.com/holiday-writing-triggersnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450527233120751380.post-11679769603860338932012-07-04T14:04:44.785-05:002012-07-04T14:04:44.785-05:00I grew up in the 50's and 60's in the Bron...I grew up in the 50's and 60's in the Bronx, a borough of New York City. All fireworks, including sparklers, were illegal, but we children managed to get them anyway. I don't remember decorating bicycles, but I do remember the Good Humor man - besides the trucks, there were Good Humor men on bicycles pushing a small cart full of frozen goodies. My favorite was the red, white and bookwormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06589840841266507266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450527233120751380.post-54680193023236614922012-07-04T10:37:34.648-05:002012-07-04T10:37:34.648-05:00I'm remembering back to the 50's, in the s...I'm remembering back to the 50's, in the same neighborhool. I know that courtyard, and even the phone pole. Only one block away we were decorating our bikes, adding the playing card with a clothespin for noise. We could always depend on Dad to get the card just right. Up and down the sidewalks we would go. I remember parades in town. We would all get in the car and drive to the Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com