Last night we went to see the Freedom Festival fireworks display over the Detroit River between Windsor and Detroit.

They set up three barges filled with a pyromaniac's dream load and waited for dusk. At 10:12 PM the show started and lasted 23 minutes, an unbelieveable show of light, smoke, sound and pressure shocks. Click here for pictures of last years show, not as good as the one last night. The finale lasted about 3-4 minutes and we all felt as if we were getting pounded in the chest by what can only be described as a "barrage of constant pounding of shock waves on our chests". It was only fitting that I was taking the last few puffs on a Carlos Torano Virtuso Crescendo as we stood and watched (and felt) the ending of the show. (Thanks Sarge, awesome smokes!!)

It was a spectacular sight to see the Detroit skyline masked by light and smoke and at times see nothing but the GM symbol atop the GM Renisance (sic) Center as you can see in some of the pictures in the link.

Most awesome of all, I think, was the beginning.

At 10:06, a lone helicopter flew up the Canadian shore with a huge Canadian flag behind and underneath it. Then it swung around and flew back down the river amid applause and cheering. At 10:09, a different helicopter appeared and flew up the American side, this time towing an American flag. It also turned and made the trek to where it had first appeared. Even though we were on the other side of the river, the applause, cheering, whistling, yelling, etc from the American side was astounding.

I am always amazed by the Patriotism exhibited by my American Bretheren to any exposure of the flag or National Anthem. I think back to a Red Wings game I attended a week after Desert Storm started in the early 90's and in spite of the fact I'm not American, the emotion I felt when the Anthem was sung at the beginning of the game, and how the crowd responded when the PA system played that song "I'm Proud To Be An American". I still remember how the hair stood on the back of my neck as the crowd sang along.

My thoughts then, last night, and now, always go to the service-men and women overseas and in wars past!

To those in the Forces .................................................. ... GOD BLESS!!!