M1 Concourse – Pontiac, MI. This may sound un-American, but I’m not usually into fireworks. It might be because, at least in Michigan, some of the population thinks the “firework season” begins in May and ends in September; the rest of us have, you know, jobs that we have to get up for at 5am. It might be because I play with fire for a career. I’ve been known to set myself ablaze while welding. Or it could be, simply enough, that most dogs hate fireworks and I love my dogs. Be that as it may, I’ve sorta started to warm up to them. (Continue Reading)