About three times a year, I break the law. I drive from my home in Maryland to Pennsylvania to legally buy fireworks, then I drive back and illegally light them off.
This tradition began last year. I had a challenge with a serious illness, and when I began pulling through it I wanted to light some fireworks. Note: I did not want to blow stuff up, draw the police, or torture kittens. More than anything, fireworks are about beauty. And like the wider culture war, there is an important struggle going on in the country between the patriots and killjoys about whether they should be widely available.
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