I write from the shadow of a fireworks tent.
One of nine in Russellville, if Google is to be trusted. I suspect there are more. Fireworks tents don’t need a Google listing or a Facebook page. All they need are card tables stocked with black cats and bottle rockets, a box fan or two, and an RV in the back with a generator attached to keep the show going well into the night.
This is.
This is the recipe for every firework tent from 30 years ago, when I was the same age as my children are now. These tents are like time machines.
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