Saturday, July 09, 2011
A Last Story From Fourth Of July
I heard a sudden popping cacophony from the yard of the apartment house next-door about 11 p.m. I went outside to see what was going on, and in the darkness heard an amused feminine voice addressing some of her neighbors there: "Sorry, guys, it won't happen again!" Then, two minutes later, I heard another sudden popping cacophony from the same yard.