We sat on the deck, Mom & I...As the waxing crescent moon danced with the lights of the of 4th of July Celebrations across the valley. "I remember," she said..."The summer we were building this house, your dad and I. There was no deck...just the shell of a house. We put two lawn chairs in front of the livingroom window and watched the firework displays just like now. It was the summer of 1972."
Her tender smile reached her eyes...she passed it to me.
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