01.17.06
Crazy Bills Fireworks!
Rob and I were recently driving around the midwest and I kept seeing fireworks trailers. I had forgotton how much those *Crazy Bills Fireworks* trailers remind me of Lucas. When we were little, he was OBSESSED with fireworks. I don’t know if that is just a boy thing, especially because Gabe and Chance seemed to like them a lot also or what, but he would go nuts to go to those trailers and buy fireworks. Especially if we were with my grandparents, I guess they were more easily pestered into it and I also think both grandads thought it was pretty funny.
Anyways, my favorite fireworks memory is this one time that the Stanfords took all of us kids (me, lucas, stacie, stefanie and toby) to Crazy Bills. I think I was about 8 and Lucas was 6. We all piled into their station wagon to make the trip. We spent a long time in the trailer, running around, picking out the craziest looking things we could find, and then buying as much as we could. About half way back home, the Stanford kids are still jabbering away, and I start thinking…hmmm…this is still too quiet, where is Lucas?? I go into an absolute panic as I realize that Lucas is most definitely NOT in the car. I notify Glen and Glenda, and they kind of chuckle as they go to turn the car around. By the time we pull into the parking lot, I am in tears, I can’t believe that we have forgotten him there, he is going to be so scared etc…..we go back into the fireworks trailer and of course, Lucas could not have cared less that we had all been gone for at least 15 minutes – more time in the fireworks store for him! He is sitting on the fold-up chair right by the cash register, I guess the owners had told him to sit down and wait for us, with all of his firework loot in his hands ready for purchase and keeping all the staff highly entertained. I guess Glen and Glenda knew that would be the case, because they just laughed, and I just tried to calm down and not worry so much.
The Stanfords were our closest childhood friends, we moved away from them when I was 10 and Lucas was 8 and I rarely saw them after that age. But of course Lucas, being Lucas, always knew what they were up to. Sadly, Toby was killed in a car accident in April 2005. Lucas was in NYC when he found out and we were shocked. Lucas went to the funeral and told me it was one of the saddest things he had ever seen, he just had no idea what to say to Stacie and Stefanie. My love goes out to his family. Maybe Lucas and Toby are somewhere blowing up fireworks together.
JudiMom said,
January 17, 2006 at 3:56 pm
I thought about this just recently as found Lucas’s stash of fire crackers in his drawer. I wondered if this was the year we caught the trees on fire in Millbrook and had to call the fire department to put it out….. that was a New Year’s Eve to remember.