For some unknown reason, there was a fireworks display over the East River, just west of us, from about 7:30 to 8:00 tonight. Once I peeled myself off the ceiling I ran up to the deck to see what the explosions were. Seeing the flashes in the windows of the St George verified that it was fireworks and not lower Manhattan imploding again. At this point I noticed Frisket was freaking out on the couch in our den. She is absolutely terrified of fireworks, moreso than horses. Lisa and I tried to calm Frisket down for the next half hour by holding on to her but she only now is calm (about an hour after the end of the fireworks). We have no idea what the show was for, seems unlikely to have fireworks for Yom Kippur. Maybe it was because it was Pulaski day?