Matt W always talks about his love for America whenever he gets the opportunity. He speaks about George Bush and our troops more than anyone I know. When asked if he liked the Indian costumes, he replied "yes, but nothing is as beautiful as old glory there," and pointed at the flag. Monday was the Fourth of July so we knew Matt would be exceptionally excited on the holiday dedicated to his favorite thing. Everyone, including Matt was dressed in his or her red, white and blue and Leslie even wanted to deck his face out with full face paint (Which later got in his eyes but it was worth it he said).
I got to know Grandpa Greg and he had a lot of good things to say. For his job, he is a motivational speaker and according to his business card, he is a cancer survivor. Grandpa Greg also got even more in touch with technology than he already is by getting a Facebook account with his iPhone.
For the Fourth of July, we celebrated with a parade. Everyone wore flags, streamers and firefighter helmets in our cabin. When the music started playing, cabins filed in a line and we marched around camp. Most of the campers did not have a problem, but Bob was a different story. Bob loves to go as fast as he can in his chair and even though he was dressed like a member of the parade, he did not want to be one. He ran into at least 3 people trying to pass them with his signature mischievous smile on his face.
The parade ended at the fire pit, where we had another fire. It was so patriotic that when Grandpa Greg called me during the fire, it took me a long time to find him in the sea of red, white and blue.
After the parade we had a firework show. All of the fireworks were legal, so it was not the most impressive display but the campers still enjoyed them and most had the opportunity to have sparklers. At night, Leslie told me about his boss that he did not like. I asked him why he did not like her and he responded “She was mean to me and cut my hours….plus she was fat.”
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