Out of sentimental duty I rode my bike to Bulldog Field at 5:30 AM to shoot some balloons.
Hot air balloons hold a special place in my heart. Growing up my older sister, Kjerste, used to take me to see them every 4th of July. These days she lives in Maine, so for now that tradition is on hold.
But I'm sure, once I've got some children of my own, I will take them early in the morning, to see some really big balloons and to eat an Egg McMuffin.
Happy 4th of July everyone.
trevor. i remember watching the balloons when i was a little kid. this is my first memory. i cried when i saw these pictures. thank you.
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