Community effort lights up the night
Lewistown always wakes with the sound of birds and the flow of the Juniata, but the last Sunday in June brings a different anticipation. The air in the morning after the fireworks is charged, as if the night’s thunder and color still hangs over the rooftops. It’s the echo in the chest, the memory of those sky-bursts over the river, that gets people talking in the checkout line and lingers in photos on phones and social feeds. Or maybe it’s what the fireworks stand for — the one hour when a small town stops, looks up, and remembers it is part of something larger than ...