Betcha my Independence Day was pretty much like the one you just celebrated. Well, maybe not.
The grilled steaks and sweet iced tea were good, but the July 3 death of Andy Griffith sorta dampened my enthusiasm. I opted to watch the fireworks going off over the Mall in Washington, D.C., via TV.
I did feel sorry for the folks in San Diego and seeing how their July 4 fireworks popped at one time.
It reminded me of the time my son tossed a match on the box of firecrackers, roman candles and sparklers.