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Floating up from the beach are numerous sounds like a symphony orchestra. The boats and jet skis are pounding the surf like a steady drum beat. The laughter and screams of joy from children are the trill of the flutes.

The sound of the fighter jets can be heard before they are seen. Here they come the crowd collective holds their breath. Once upon us the crowd cheers and applauds. The parade begins. My hometown is a typical midwestern town.