the cousins

campfire

It’s the Fourth of July weekend in Hilldale, Pennsylvania, and all the local townspeople are having their annual bonfire. My cousins and I have always especially enjoyed it. It’s a nice way for each of us to get out his frustrations and, more importantly, to act stupid in an acceptable context.
My cousins and I have had such an entirely lopsided rapport over the years. The fire is only one representative example of all our odd antics, which, of course, no one else understands. We laugh. We reminisce. We watch strangers burn things. Are we a fun bunch or what?!

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  1. I can see how watching people burn things could be fun, especially at a bonfire. I’ll never forget the bonfire at the beach I went to, one fourth of July. People were throwing fireworks at each other. That was great fun until my hair caught on fire! Great fun.

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