At Herbert Circle the view reaches from Eastside to San Pedro, from the Chicano Alps to shores of the North Pacific.

People hurry here from carne asada and weenie grills to huddle in the middle of the street.

To seize from the holiday a way of seeing themselves in their own light.

In anticipation for darkness to come rushing, for the show to begin,

I was early to stand among the crowd.

Following the first explosion from an artillery shell others take flight.

In an instant, night is set on fire.