July’s almost here, and it’s already got sparkler-and-paper-plate kinda energy.

This week, we’re thinkin’ about what it means to show up for each other with whatever you’ve got to give.

Grab somethin’ cold, ease into the week, and let’s talk about freedom that feels a whole lot like neighborliness.

As always, we’ve added a fresh track to this week’s issue purely for vibes as you read. Click the link below before ya start reading if you wanna listen!

This week’s Front Porch Partner is Particle. They ain’t local-local, but every lil’ click sends $1.31 jingle janglin’ straight into the Chattynooga coin purse. No forms or fuss, just a quick tap that helps keep this porch swing rockin’ and the stories flowin’.

If you’ve got half a second between sips of coffee, give it a click and consider it your good deed for the day. Appreciate ya, neighbor!

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Pops on the River
Thursday, July 2 @ Coolidge Park | 5:00 - 10:00 PM
One of Chattanooga's favorite Fourth of July traditions is back for another patriotic evening lighting up the river! Enjoy live music from the Chattanooga Symphony and Opera, shop a local makers market, grab dinner from food trucks, and end the night with a spectacular fireworks show over the Tennessee River. Celebrate alongside neighbors as Chattanooga kicks off the Independence Day Weekend together.
🎆 Red, white, and BOOM!

United 250 Mayor's Finale Celebration
Saturday, July 4 @ Ross's Landing | 8:00 - 10:00 PM
The City of Chattanooga and Hamilton County are joining together to celebrate America’s 250th anniversary! This grand finale features a spectacular 500-drone show above the Tennessee River and a dramatic 1,000-foot pyro waterfall cascading from the Market Street Bridge. Come together for an unforgettable evening honoring our nation's past and celebrating its future.
🇺🇸 It’s a party in the USA

Throwback Thursday: America's 250th Celebration
Thursday, July 2 @ Hunter Museum of American Art | 10:00 AM - 8:00 PM
Celebrate the nation's 250th anniversary with all-day free admission to the Hunter Museum! From 4:00 - 6:00 PM, families can keep the fun going with quilting crafts followed by a special Americana performance from local favorite Call Me Spinster. Get your holiday celebrating started with a look at the art and music that tell America's story!
🎨 My favorite color is freedom

Hamilton in the Round
Friday, July 3 @ Renaissance Park | 7:00 - 10:00 PM
Broadway meets the riverfront for one unforgettable night. Bring your lawn chairs and blankets for a free outdoor sing-along screening of Hamilton. Lyrics will be available so everyone can join in, and food trucks will be on site throughout the evening. You know you want to be in the park where it happens!
✨ The revolution’s happening in CHATTANOOGA!

Chattanooga Botanical Garden Vision Night
Tuesday, June 30 @ Chattanooga Zoo | 6:00 - 7:30 PM
A Chattanooga Botanical Garden is on the way, and the community is invited to help shape its future. Meet the team behind the project, get a first look at what's ahead, and share your ideas for Chattanooga's future botanical garden. This is your chance to be among the first to see one of Chattanooga's biggest ideas begin to take root!
🌼 Chattanooga in full bloom

Southeast Bumble Bee Atlas
Tuesday, June 30 @ Sterchi Farm Park | 9:30 - 11:30 AM
Ever wondered how scientists keep track of bumble bee populations? Join a Tennessee Aquarium outreach naturalist to learn the Southeast Bumble Bee Atlas survey protocol, help document local bumble bees, and maybe even gently handle one while it's being photographed. The information collected helps researchers better understand and protect bumble bees across the Southeast, and this is your chance to be part of it all!
🐝 You know, bees have never been afraid to change the world

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If you wanna find out where real magic is, follow the sound of foldin' chairs scrapin' concrete, friendly chatter, and giggles on a hot Summer afternoon.

This past Saturday, a good little bunch of Nooga neighbors showed up to the Poe's Tavern pavilions over at the Soddy-Daisy Farmers Market for what The Garden House called a "Picnic at the Playground." Now The Garden House, if ya ain't met 'em yet, is about as neighborly as it gets: a Soddy-Daisy based community organization that's been plantin' seeds month-after-month in this corner of the Scenic City.

The occasion, ya might be askin’? A conversation about Scramble Alley — the wooden park that’s stood tall for the last 30 years — and what comes next for it after the City of Soddy-Daisy’s previous announcement to demolish it. The folks behind Project Scramble Alley 2.0 were there, ready to talk about their vision for breathin' new life into a beloved community spot. Scramble Alley ain't just a playground to the people who grew up around it, but a landmark that defines our community. It lives in your memory, right next to your first bicycle and your favorite summer.

Also in the mix was Mona Petro, who's runnin' for District 1 of the Hamilton County Commission. She didn't show up to shake hands and do the song-and-dance to earn folks’ votes, but with a genuine interest in what neighbors have to say about the community she aims to serve. If ya ask me, that's what the whole afternoon was about right there.

A community picnic is a beautiful thing. Everybody brings what they can, nobody goes hungry, and somewhere between the stuffed mouths full of sandwich meat and ice cold waters from the cooler, people start actually talkin' to each other. That's what happened Saturday, and it's exactly what Scramble Alley Park deserves to see more of.

Keep an eye on Project Scramble Alley 2.0, ‘cause this story sure ain't done if the neighbors continue to have somethin' to say about it!

Meemaw makes deviled eggs every Fourth of July. Every Fourth of July. Folks have come to expect it, and the one year she tried to switch things up she just got an earful of, “I just wish I had onea them deviled eggs.” so she don’t fix what ain’t broken.

She makes forty-eight of ‘em exactly, lined up in little yellow hats like they’re waitin’ to march in a parade. She says that’s how many fit on the tray, and she don’t believe in wasted space.

Last year, I tried to sneak one before we left, and she barked at me without even turnin’ her head from the sink. “Bubby,” she hollered, “Ya better not show up empty-handed.” Now, I thought she somehow forgot that she made eggs, so naturally I waved my arms at the tray in confusion, “We got forty-eigh-…forty-seven little dudes right here Meemaw.” I said while gulping down my little treat.

But she shook her head and said, “No, baby. You gotta bring somethin’ too this year. You’re old enough now,” while plopping a replacement egg in place without missin’ a beat.

Mind you, we were supposta load up and roll out in an hour. What was I supposed to bring? A half-eaten bag of chips squirreled away in Clementine and I’s stash from two weeks ago? …A suspiciously warm Capri-Sun?

I spent the rest of that hour wonderin’ what I had to offer at a potluck where grownups had already claimed all the important jobs. Meemaw had the deviled eggs. Uncle Ray had the grill. Somebody’s aunt usually brought enough potato salad to feed a marching band. At that point, I got too flustered figurin’ out what to bring that I just jumped into the car and told Meemaw, “I got somethin’, don’t worry ‘bout it!”

Once we got there though, I started noticin’ things that grown folks were too busy to deal with: I helped carry a cooler from the car, kept the littlest cousins from turnin’ the sprinkler into an involuntary pool party, and when suppertime came I ended up sittin’ beside our neighbor Mr. Jenkins about the old flag he hangs on his porch every year, and he told me a story about his daddy that I don’t think anybody had asked him about in a long time.

I was mid-spoonful of baked beans when I noticed Meemaw lookin’ over at me from several tables down, with a gentle grin of approval spread across her face from cheek-to-cheek. I was a bit confused, but that’s when I finally figured it out.

Maybe you don’t always bring a dish, sometimes ya just bring a pair of hands. Or a good question and a laugh at the right time. You can even bring patience to listen when somebody tells the same story twice (or six times) because it still means somethin’ to ‘em.

What I like about days like the Fourth of July — aside from the fireworks and folding chairs and paper plates bendin’ under the weight of too much food — is the little reminder that community is somethin’ we all help carry.

So this Independence Day, I sure as heck know what I’m bringin’: two hands, open ears, a pocket fulla sparklers, and enough neighborly spirit to pass around.

Oh, and a stack of firecrackers that would put the Pops on the River team on edge. 👀Always gotta keep some good trouble goin’!

Happy Fourth, y’all!

Driving home from my hometown
Windows down, its sunny and 95
OutKast is on the radio
And it feels like another time

Miles and miles and miles go by
The Tennessee mountains are finally in sight
Natasha Bedingfield tells me the rest is still unwritten
I realize she was right back then

Back then, it was exit 22
It’s been exit 267, exit 58, exit 19
Now exit 4 takes me over the dam and all the way home
Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms… and open eyes

As you head into the holiday — whether you’ve got a trunk full of lawn chairs, a foil-wrapped dish, or just a willingness to lend a hand — remember that whatever you bring still counts.

It doesn’t always have to be food. Sometimes it’s a good question that creates good conversation, a listening ear mixed in with a well-timed laugh, or simply the kind of spirit that makes space for others.

That’s what we love most about Chattanooga: people keep showing up for each other in small, steady ways that add up to something meaningful.

Enjoy the fireworks, stay safe, and save a little room for something sweet (always).

— Bubby & Clementine