Why do we celebrate the 4th of July?

My eight year old nephew asked me that question yesterday while we were all visiting. Made me wish that I had thought about it a bit more. I kept my answer to the bits I could remember from high school, but for what I told him I believe I told him the truth.

We had a very nice visit at my Dad's place in Bellingham. Unfortunately, the 4th being in the middle of the week made it difficult to stay the night. Sara and I both had meetings and work the following morning. But the family all got together, we had hot dogs, and Kathy made burgers, and Lars cooked up oysters -- I have the pearl to prove it. Seriously, my dad handed me an oyster and as I ate it I got a pearl.

We had a nice week so far... We started it with a weekend at Smith Rock for some fantastic climbing, and amazing weather for some camping. Now, we are recovering from the fourth.