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...Monsieur Franklin), he set about undertaking it himself in June of that year--with a special wrinkle. The steeple he had hoped to use was unfinished, and he decided he could prove his case just as easily with a wired kite. It would rise even higher in the sky. So why did he do it on the sly? Joseph Priestley, the British chemist and a Franklin crony, later explained, "... dreading the ridicule which too commonly attends unsuccessful attempts in science, he communicated his intended experiment to nobody but his son, who assisted him in raising the kite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: When Sparks Flew | 7/7/2003 | See Source »

...Prometheus." Most important, Franklin's fame helped open French hearts--and purse strings--when years later he came calling at Louis XVI's court on behalf of his embattled young nation. As the French financier Turgot would say of the kite flyer from Philadelphia, "He snatched lightning from the sky and the scepter from tyrants...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: When Sparks Flew | 7/7/2003 | See Source »

...blue American pride in my mind, but instead a series of disastrous or meaningless celebrations. I recall the time 12 years ago when my best friend spent the whole celebration at Baltimore’s inner harbor crying because, she claimed, a firework had inexplicably fallen from the sky and hit her eye. I think of July 5, the night my parents usually took me to see fireworks during my childhood so that we could avoid the crowds. I remember my high school friends complaining about the admission price to hear the local orchestra play patriotic music to fireworks?...

Author: By Jenifer L. Steinhardt, | Title: Becoming a Patriot in Spain | 7/3/2003 | See Source »

...don’t get elected on billboards or sky writing, you just have to have people who know you,” he remarks...

Author: By Nathan J. Heller, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: City Council Hopefuls Declare Candidacy | 7/3/2003 | See Source »

...edge of the field where we were sitting. Like that morning, we couldn’t wave, but we sent glances his way to say hi. He didn’t blink. It was a little creepy. I turned back to the red and gold bursts in the sky...

Author: By Kristi L. Jobson, | Title: We Want You in the Navy, Too | 7/3/2003 | See Source »

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