On Fire For Fireflies

Personal memory by Kiawana McDowell

1994MS-33, Crosby, MS 39633, USA

When I was a kid, I use to have a lot of my summers at my grandmothers house. The thing I like most about going there for the summer was the fireflies I would catch at night. Now, when I visit my grandmother, no fireflies seem to exist. It kind of caught me off guard, because that was a fond memory worth passing along to my daughter. Fireflies are the joy that brought life to a dark place.