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Friday, October 11, 2019
Bonfires by Marshall Byers
Driving around the back side of Safeway or any market store you'll find pallet after pallet stacked super high, which screams "go ahead, take me, make a bonfire out of me". This was a major part of my growing up in small town Monroe. Before the times of Map quest or whatever their called now, you could find the giant bonfire parties by the glow, even through the thickest forest hidden down in a ravine. Some were the size of a small house on fire, flames shooting into the sky. At first it was difficult to see who was even at the party from the one side of the bonfire. Hot, cozy and crazy good times, well, until the cop's showed up. Yeah, it didn't leave much to the imagination for cars driving along, wondering why one hundred cars/trucks were parked on both sides of the road.