I live close to the public high school. For the past couple of weeks, I've been hearing drummers practicing for the parade. Finally, I could put some faces on the young people from the Petoskey marching band who act as my alarm clock.
Hello Uncle Sam and Betsy Ross.
At dusk, I headed downtown, to the waterfront, to meet a friend, see the fireworks, and show off our bracelets.
The Harbor Springs fireworks ... across the bay
The more localized Petoskey ones. At the end of the display, not only did the audience clap, but the boaters watching in the Little Traverse Bay, tooted their horns. :)
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