The red white and blue lights we first saw were in my rear view mirror from the motorcycle police that pulled me over for making a wrong turn - I missed a road, and, since, nobody was on that road, went down the one-way (wrong-way split just until I could switch over to the correct side.)
The police were busy and polite and since I was the same, knew I was wrong, hadn't been drinking, wasn't argumentative, I was let off with a verbal warning. Nice.
The home had a deck from which I tried my first really serious fireworks photography. I used a 5 second shutter speed. The camera was on a tripod and I set all the settings to manual, then discovered a hidden control that won't allow a really bad picture. Since the lighting was zero to bright, it decided that when I pushed the release, it shouldn't accept my command.
I did find the DammmitDoWhatITellYou control and then it worked, Too bad more of life isn't that way.
It was a great show with many quality aerial bombs. Clearly the state of that art has moved forward since I was a kid.
Here are what I got... I am pleased with my efforts. Happy Belated Fourth of July!










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