This post originally was published on Goldivas, “for women over 50 who are too young to be old.”  The authors opinions are her own, not necessarily those of The New Agenda.
I hear a whisper of wind that swirls the sparks around me before I hear the whooomp and feel the vibrations of an aerial shell that has successfully ignited and launched. All is the way it should be. I quickly move down the row of mortars and pull off another safety cap. I light another fuse and the fire-cycle is …