When I was a child, I set only little fires. I built them in tuna cans, coffee cans, metal buckets. I ignited anything that would burn. Paper, twigs, dried grass, oily rags. I liked watching the changing colors of the dancing flames, how they reacted to my huffs and puffs.
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I remember putting firecrackers under tin cans and watching them fly skyward. I wanted to try a mason jar, but my friend Alan talked me out of it.
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