That would seem to be jumping the gun a bit, but when I tell you about my favorite 4th of July you will see the timing is perfect.
You see, yesterday was my birthday. I was born exactly one week before the country (though some years later, contrary to what my children think.)
Although we always did some small celebration at home the day of my birthday, naturally all the relatives weren't going to get together for picnics 2 weeks in a row, so I got used to celebrating my birthday on July 4th.
This brings me to July 4, 1976. It was the bicentennial. It was also my 16th birthday. My family had a pass to a local swimming park, so not surprisingly we celebrated my sweet 16 right along with the country's 200th, with a big picnic.
This is my 16th birthday. Note the Red White And Blue cake. And the pie with 1776 written in the cream. And the little 1776 guys marching across the cake.
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And my grandmother, who knitted each grandchild an afghan made my out of red/white/blue yarn. I still have it.
That night we went downtown and watched fireworks.
It was fun sharing the big birthday party.
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Sounded like a perfect 4th of July and Sweet 16 and thank you for sharing it with us, as well as linking up again!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for such a great hop. The questions really get me thinking.
DeleteHappy Birthday! And Get out! My grandma made me a red, white, and blue afghan in 1976 too! I wondered if anyone else in the world had one. I use it every night over my comforter. It matches absolutely nothing, but it reminds me of my grandma. :-)
ReplyDeleteMine does too. She made afghans for all the grandkids, and all the great grandkids that were born before she died. She also had a bunch made ahead for shower gifts and the like, so we were able to supply a lot of the other great grandkids as well. My afghan doesn't match anything either, and I wouldn't trade it for a complete coordinated anything.
DeleteHappy birthday! I remember Fourth of July 1976 - that was the year I rode my bike in a bicentennial parade! And how awesome that your grandma knit you a red, white and blue afghan! Love it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kristi. It really was pretty memorable all the way around.
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