A 4th of July to Remember

The best 4th of July I ever had was in 2000 when Dennis and I, along with my sister Bonny and her husband Dave went to New York City. We got up early that morning, had breakfast, then took the subway to the Bronx for a Yankees game.

We were just barely in the gates of Yankee Stadium when the overwhelming aroma of ballpark hot dogs overtook us all. Although no one was hungry, we felt it disrespectful to be at Yankees Stadium and not have a hot dog. So, even before we went through the turnstile into the park, we bought a hot dog from a vendor and all four took one bite each to officially christen our first 4th of July of the new millennium at Yankee Stadium.

We found our seats and the game began. It was miserably hot............but who cared? We were at a Yankees game!

Later that night, after returning to our hotel, we moved the furniture to the perimeter of Bonny and Dave's room on a high floor overlooking the Hudson river in the Marriott Marquis. Sharing a bottle of wine, we sat in the floor in the dark as we watched the New York firework display, reflecting off the water. A day and night I will never forget.

Fast forward ten years and three months. That stadium is long gone, but the memories of that special day will always make me smile. And the Yankees are still the biggest and most powerful sports franchise in the world, just playing in a new home.

And who would have ever thought on that perfect day, years ago, that it would one day be Dennis' new home too!