During the waning days of my military service I was stationed in Honolulu as our nation was celebrating it's bi-centennial, July 4th, 1976. There were celebrations and fireworks galore on every part of the island of Oahu as far as the eye could see. Beginning just before sundown the tranquil evening sky was studded with an array of flash, report and color enough to satisfy the most patriotic spectators. Little expense was spared in the display of national pride and celebration of our nation's 200th birthday.
Earlier in the day I saw the televised pageantry played out in New York harbor with the tall ships plying the waterways and the day long display of pyrotechnics of red, white and blue. It was a day-long event to be recorded and remembered as a historic and 'once in a lifetime' occurrence.
From my vantage point at Beretania St and Punahou there was little pedestrian traffic. Most of the celebrants were either assembled near Waikiki or along Ala Moana basin. This day had it's share of fireworks but fell short of the spectacular sound and fury of the Chinese New Year a few months earlier.
Early July in Honolulu is much the same as mid January in Honolulu. The weather seldom varies from a high of 85 to a low in the mid 60s. One hardly needs clothing.