AMERICA'S FREEDOM FESTIVAL AT PROVO

I consider it to be one of the very best things about Provo. I LOVE it. I have since I was little. I love that Independence Day is a big deal in Provo. Fireworks! Who doesn't love fireworks?

I love camping out for a parade spot, and enduring the sun during the parade.

I love the fact that there's a Freedom Run--I've never done it but I will before I die.
I love the Balloon Fest. It's still a favorite memory--my dad waking me early by wrapping me in my blanket & packing us all into the car. We got there and watched the balloons inflate from on top of the roof of our car.

I love even the program that comes in the mail. I've always jumped at being able to flip through it first.

I love that there's a baby contest. I even got to design the logo one year.
I love the flag.

I love the carnival-like atmosphere downtown. The booths & the music & the cultural art.

I loved 4th-of-July Eve with high school friends.

I love the Stadium of Fire hype--even if I never got to go as a kid--(but I will tonight-go Miley!)

I love that Haycocks always used to come and visit for the 4th.
I love the many various & memorable observation spots through the years for watching the big firework show: the lawn outside The Riviera, a parking lot on Carterville Hill, our front yard at 572 W 1800 N, Knudsen's roof... to name a few.

I love the traditions--Ben's ward's 7am flag ceremony & breakfast, complete with a band at Uncle Bud's park is the epitome of good ol' long-time tradition.

I love our freedom. It sounds cliché, but I didn't know I loved this country so much until I was away. It's weird, but it really does work that way.

Hooray for America's Freedom Festival at Provo!