I survived the fourth, barely it seems. I woke up about 5 am and got ready to be at a community breakfast they have at the fire hall, its been a family tradition as long as I can remember. My dad always wanted to take my sister and I to it and I was the only one willing to get up and out of bed to attend
Then we walked through a town museum and in one part they had an old schoolhouse and on the walls was pictures of me back in elementary school, so I guess I made history
Then went to the annual parade and got soaked, thanks to a guy in front of me that was begging to get wet.
I didn't fall asleep until 2 am.