Everyone have a great Fourth of July. For me, it means a nice rack of ribs on the grill at about 8:30 PM, with a nice sit-down in a lawn chair at the end of my driveway to watch the fireworks shot from the nearby Fairgrounds. I may even have a drink or two in celebration. Maybe even my sons will show up.


I prefer wood to plastic, leather to nylon, waxed cotton to Gore-Tex, and split bamboo to graphite.