If we happen to be home on the 4th of July, we hike along the street to the houseless hillside on that street that affords a panoramic view of the city—and the downtown fireworks display, which is quite something.

We are not alone in this. The police block the street, and a crowd of a hundred or more people turns up with lawnchairs.

Our skating coach lives at the prime address for viewing same, so we join her and her husband for a nice lawn-sit and a glass of wine in one of the best spots in the city, unless you want to stand on the bridge in the park and have them go off overhead.

Well, this year the kids in the crowd, and some of the adults, came armed with these wonderful glowing devices: you fire them with a rubber band, and they go high, high up, spread their wings and come down like little helicopters, right to the shooter, even if the shot was off vertical. They’re cold LED light, leave no debris, make no noise, and they’re absolutely wonderful reshootable little gadgets.

The crowd had almost as much fun with those as with the firework display.