A childhood belief about birthdays

My date of birth was July 6th; two days after America celebrates "Independence Day" on the fourth. Historically, my parents would combine the two holidays and celebrate them both on the fourth because my parents were off work on that day. Typically, we'd have the traditional Birthday Dinner & Cake and then attend a fireworks demonstration. When I was a child, I believed that they were sending up the fireworks just for me because it was my birthday! It was a real shocker when I matured and discovered that they weren't! But .... to this day, there isn't a fireworks display on the 4th of July that I'll miss. And, I'll allow myself to become completely ensconced in the experience and feel that wonder and awe that I did back then. I have always retained a bit of that childlike wonder within me, and it serves me well in life!