Being bred a Hoosier, 4th of July fire­works in Indi­ana typ­i­cal­ly aren’t any­thing all that impres­sive. Most of the cool ones are ille­gal, so my child­hood was filled with those lit­tle snap­py bug­gers and those grow­ing snake thingys, with a wimpy foun­tain thrown in now and then. As I grew old­er, my uncle and cousin would pur­chase some of the mor­tar-like job­bies and 4th of July cel­e­bra­tions perked up a bit over home­made ice cream. Cleve­land fire­works on the oth­er hand…
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