It was a Fourth of July many years ago – I was only a kid of 12 who loved shooting off fireworks from the safe ones and not so safe. M80s were the ultimate in Southern California, but I limited myself to simple fire crackers that were actually hard to come by unless you drove into downtown Los Angeles where somebody would be on the street hawking imported crackers by the pack.
When I was in eighth grade one of the moms who worked at my elementary school gave me a pin of hers I had admired for years and that pin has hung on the wall in my childhood bedroom ever since. It says, "Stop the world I wanna get off."
DEAR DIDI: I just want a normal dog for once. My last dog had separation anxiety. The dog before that was overprotective. The dog before that kept running away from home. How do I get a normal dog? -Frustrated in Tracy