This is just a little something I wrote of another’s experience, changing the name to protect the thoughtful, this past fall…
It was a Saturday night; the weekend of the Annual Festival in our town. Ramona walked down the lonely path from her home to the waterfront to watch the Fireworks display that took place over the water.
She arrived early as was her practice, to get a good viewing spot, not too close but not far away either. She enjoyed watching all the other people as they began to trickle in around her, eavesdropping on the various conversations. Just to have something to lean on, Ramona stood by a lamplight, masked in its shadows as she waited for the show to begin. For the moment, she felt like she was caught in a scene from an old, black-and-white movie.
It’s sad, but amusing; she had lived in this town for almost 30 years, and yet amidst the crowd and celebration she was alone and a stranger. Sure, people come from far and wide to the Bass Derby and Festival every year, even hundreds of them; But while Ramona wouldn’t know the majority of them, she thought she would have known at least some of them. However, she did see a couple of people she knew, but at this distance, they wouldn’t recognize her in the dark.
There’s always one or two in a crowd that are annoying loud-mouths. This time, the offending woman was standing not 5 feet from Ramona. She wasn’t really all that bad, but an annoying constant, keeping up a running commentary on the works. Knowing people will “Ahh” and “Ohhh” during the show, Ramona didn’t have a problem with that. But this particular woman kept saying, “Oh, here we go…,” as if on verbal auto-pilot for each one of the brilliant bursts of light shooting up over the river, then a little applause and the “Ahh… Ohh” from her and the rest of the crowd. Being one who likes to enjoy these shows quietly, Ramona tried to just focus on the display, and not the woman.
Other than that, the show was wonderful! 15 minutes of Fireworks and the Grand Finale made for a spectacular display, with the crowd going wild with the “ohhs and ahhs” and applause after the finale. Well worth the trip and time it took to get there.
Ramona definitely enjoyed the delight of the Fireworks over the river, and wandered back up the path towards home, feeling the only thing that could have made it better would have been having someone to share it all with! Turning back just once to look behind her, she noticed the crowd had disappeared, and that lamppost she’d been leaning on looked all the more lonely, without her.