This week we’re talking about campfire/bonfire memories. While I went camping often when I was younger I don’t recall any special memories from around the campfire. It was all the usual stuff toasting marshmallows, cooking hot dogs, telling stories, making shadow puppets. So, when I read this topic I thought of bonfires. Bonfires and Autumn tend to go hand in hand around here. In high school there were parties in the pastures where we would have a large bonfire. Those who had trucks would drive out into the pasture, so we would have music from the radios. We’d stay out until around one in the morning just hanging out. I remember one party where someone brought fireworks and watching as some of the boys stupidly shoot bottle rockets at each other. That was the last pasture party I went to.
The one bonfire that truly sticks out in my memory was Homecoming my Junior year. That was the only year I attended the parade and bonfire. The parade was downtown and ended at the riverfront. Our opponents name was constructed in wood. Several logs and branches were stacked around it. As the king and queen were crowned the fire was lit. A large crowd of teenagers cheered as we watched our rivals name go up in smoke. We didn’t stay long. It was far too crowded, and the cheerleaders were vying for everyone’s attention. My friends and I left to walk along the river. They don’t do the bonfire at the riverfront anymore. Now the homecoming coronation is done at the high school gym.
These days I would rather enjoy a cozy fire in the firepit with the family gathered around as we all sip on hot chocolate, the kids toast marshmallows, and we simply enjoy each other’s company. There is nothing like the warmth of the fire on a chilly autumn evening. If I had a fireplace I’m certain I would rather be inside reading by the fire.
Would you rather have a bonfire, campfire, or a fireplace fire?