Happy birthday, United States. You made it this far through a lot.
I wish I still lived in the city for a variety of reasons, but one of the biggest was being able to walk to the East River and see the show, or simply go up to the rooftop and watch the whole thing bursting over the whole of Manhattan.
(And yes, fireworks are flat when viewed from the bottom. [Anyone gets that joke, I'll be impressed.])
Although, last evening, we had a bit of a firework-y sunset: