Ah, Independence Day. The Fourth of July. The day the Declaration was signed, after much peril and haggling.
Bothell, where I live, intends to celebrate the same way they have every year for many years. The revolutionaries have been camped out on the village green (Bothell Landing Park) for a few days, and will re-enact the battle of Lexington at about 2pm today (complete with REAL guns (no bullets)). I was able to snatch a couple of pictures of two revolutionaries the other day when hubby-Eric and I went walking around the park.
The old schoolhouse and bell tower of Bothell were open for visitors, so Eric and I went in and checked it out. Also open for the first time I've ever seen was the old Beckstrom Cabin, in which one of the founding families of Bothell spent many years. It looks tiny (it's to the right in the second picture below) but appeared to be bigger on the inside. I'm not entirely sure how 11 people would have fit in the place during our dreary winters, but apparently they managed.
For the holiday this year, Hubby-Eric and I have been invited to a small BBQ at my parents' house, and then we plan on coming home and watching 1776 (highly recommended) and maybe some Schoolhouse Rock (Fireworks!). Then we'll watch the parties in our neighborhood, ready with the phones to call 911 if needed. And maybe watch some of the coverage on TV.
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