Fourth of July

Here's an old photo that speaks volumes about summertime past.

All the cousins (from that year) sitting on the back stoop of the house I grew-up in.  Probably 1960 or thereabouts.  Those were the days of free-range children.  Most of us are brown as berries - evidence of long hours out of doors.  I'm the shirtless one with the shaved head in the middle.

Might have even been the Fourth of July.  Since this predated Weber kettle grills propane gas technology and a dedication to BBQ cuisine there might have been burnt chicken or wieners involved.  And the adults would be drinking frosty Gettleman from a pony keg. 

Good times.

Raise an ice cream cone to Independence Day today!