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I interviewed my Grandma Grace Esposito on the phone. She was probably sitting in her kitchen talking on the phone. This memory means a lot to Grace, because the fourth of July is something she still looks forward to every year. These summer nights were some of the greatest times of her life, and I am so honored to have been a part of them. I still love going to see the fireworks with my Grandma and Grandpop every fourth of July.

Jim Esposito, Grace’s husband lit off fireworks at night and had a barbeque with grilled hamburgers and hot dogs every 4th of July. Years later as the kids got older, Jen had a baby named Hannah, and brought her along to the annual fourth of July barbeque. Grace, and her sisters Fran, and Rita, and her brother, Owl, come down to the pier on the bay around the corner from their house, with her new granddaughter Hannah. She rocked her on her lap, as the sticky, mucky air of 98 degrees made her hair puff out like a cotton ball. You could taste the salt from your own sweat, and the strong scent of the calm bay.

“This humidity is insane” Grace told her siblings. They all nodded in agreement, wiping their foreheads with the sleeves of their t-shirts to get the sweat off their faces. 

She watched Hannah’s little face light up at the sound of the fireworks going off across the water. Grace then realized that it was not excitement in her granddaughter’s eyes, it was fear. Hannah started screaming, and crying at the sound of the loud noise coming from the sky. Grace rocked her back and forth to finally calm her down. She sat Hannah on her lap and pointed up at the fireworks. 

“Look at the pretty fireworks!” “Look at all the different colors, there’s red! Look blue!” Grace said in her soothing baby voice.

Hannah looked up at the fireworks, and you could see a reflection of them in her big brown eyes. Although the fireworks were still going off, all seemed peaceful, and still in that moment. 

The Fourth of July

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July 4th, 2001
Grandma's Shore House

 
I interviewed my Grandma Grace Esposito on the phone. She was probably sitting in her kitchen talking on the phone. This memory means a lot to Grace, because the fourth of July is something she still looks forward to every year. These summer nights were some of the greatest times of her life, and I am so honored to have been a part of them. I still love going to see the fireworks with my Grandma and Grandpop every fourth of July.

Decade: 2000s
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Recorded by Hannah Nihill on June 5, 2018
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