I followed a mob march of taillights back from work. Two rows of thirty flames spaced out streaked the darkness beneath the looming sparkler adding stars to midnight sky. Roman candle travelers eager to burn out tried to shoot past traffic on slivers of unoccupied sidewalk. The closer they got to town, the more stars faded above their hoard of torches.
I just followed a convoy of cars and motorcycles back home. They're all here for Galeton's famous firework display on Saturday.