Independence Day fireworks displays have always been a favorite of mine—after a day of reflecting on the sacrifices so many made for us to enjoy the freedoms we have today, the nighttime fireworks are like a celebratory “thank you.”
I’ve experienced small-town and big-city fireworks displays in person and watched them on TV. But one of my favorites was watching backyard and small-town celebrations from the air during a night cross-country.
After enjoying dinner on the boardwalk, we rode our bikes back to the airport, folded and loaded them in our Cessna 170, and headed home at sunset. As it grew darker along our route, fireworks displays started to dot the landscape. For most of the 1.5-hour flight home, we watched mushroom-shaped bursts of color flash as far as we could see in every direction, each one representing some kind of celebration—a family or group of friends enjoying a backyard barbecue, a city capping off a day of festivities. And we got to enjoy them all, just the two of us, while enjoying one of our special freedoms—flying.
We made it back to Frederick just in time to watch the city’s grand finale from the air—a perfect finale to our Independence Day celebration.