After many years we finally made it back to the Clarkston fireworks for the 4th of July. We were lighting off our own at the Oshaugnessey's house and had to hurry down to the high school. Because we were late, parking was a nightmare. Colin and I went one way, while Anne and Grandma somehow met going the other. We were walking through the Parkway school when the stadium lights went out. We plopped down and I quickly set up to take some pictures. This, I think, was the best.
