It's the 4th of July, kids laughing in the yard. The grill working overtime. Burgers, hot dogs, and…
It's the 4th of July, kids laughing in the yard. The grill working overtime. Burgers, hot dogs, and way too many bags of chips. The smell of charcoal mixing with that unmistakable hint of sulfur drifting through the warm summer air as the first fireworks light up the night. For just a few hours, neighborhoods become front-row seats to a shared celebration. Everyone looks up. Strangers smile. Memories are made.
