I saw a firefly the other night. Then another and another and another until the air above the side yard flickered with tiny yellow and green pinpricks of moving light.
I learned about Flag Day in Vacation Bible School. Not that there’s any natural union between the two; it’s just that Flag Day always seemed to fall during Bible School week.
One of my earliest memories is lining up single file and walking from our kindergarten room at the former First Presbyterian Church on Bonner Street to the fire station on the next block.