When the calendar turns to July and the fireflies begin their nightly dances, there’s one place that seems to glow brighter than the rest. Nestled in the heart of Vermont’s Green Mountains, Jeffersonville radiates with small-town soul; authentic, unhurried, and altogether unforgettable. And on the 4th of July, all the townsfolk gather to celebrate independence.
By midmorning, the streets of Jeffersonville brim with anticipation. Flags flutter from porch rails. Children, cheeks streaked with face paint, bounce on their toes beside parents holding iced coffees and patriotic pinwheels.
Then, without warning, the sky screams. The deafening roar of F-22 fighter jets carves a silver arc over the valley, a thunderous tribute from the Vermont Air National Guard that sets spirits soaring before a single scout or veteran takes a step. Cheers rise. The mood lifts. And just like that, the festivities begin.
The town’s beloved parade rolls forward. A slow cadence builds as floats, firetrucks, and community groups come into view. Local businesses dress their entries with streamers and signs. In their trademark fezzes and pint-sized hot rods, the Shriners swirl through the streets like living wind-up toys, turning every corner into a crowd-pleaser. Volunteers hurl candy from open trailers, triggering gleeful sprints from sunscreen-glossed kids who dive and dart like squirrels collecting treasure. Laughter bounces down the sidewalks. Neighbors wave from lawn chairs. Reunions happen over handshakes. There’s a shared rhythm in every high-five and holler.
After the parade the first notes of the National Anthem ring out. People rise. The flag lifts. And for a minute, all you hear is the music and the wind.
From there, the celebration shifts toward Cambridge Elementary School, just a few minutes’ walk away. The Jeffersonville Town Fair welcomes all with the whimsy of small-town magic. Carnival games dot the playground. Craft tents line the field with beeswax candles, lilac scented soaps, summer fresh strawberry preserves, and meticulously fashioned jewelry. Local families drift from vendor to vendor, soaking in the sights and sounds of a community in full bloom. The scent of fried dough wafts through the air, syruped with warm Vermont maple and powdered sugar that melts into fingers and napkins. Local musicians tune their guitars beneath shade trees. Lemonade stands sparkle in the sunlight, and conversation buzzes at every corner.
As twilight falls, the party shifts to Smugglers’ Notch Resort, a natural extension of the celebration and a gathering point for families, friends, and those wise enough to make this place home base for the holiday. The Green Mountain Grillbillies smoker chugs along, sending out tantalizing trails of barbecue smoke. Families enjoy citrus-sparkled beverages, and kettle corn sweetness. Then music takes over the evening, A House On Fire takes the stage, a band whose name suits the energy they bring. Dance circles form. Glowsticks swirl. The green becomes a living canvas of motion and color.
An old-time field cannon fires from the hill, its deep boom rolling through the mountains, a signification that the show is soon to start. All eyes turn to the mountain, where fireworks launch from halfway up Morse, each burst igniting the ridgeline. The show reflects in the eyes of children perched on picnic blankets. It shines off the perspiring 16-ounce Fiddlehead cans and in the shared smiles of people who know they’re exactly where they’re meant to be. Sound ricochets off the forested slopes, deep rumbles and sharp crackles layered with cheers and applause. Fireflies flash above the tall grass, sharing the sky with sparks of red, white, and electric blue. It’s a finale of fireworks and feeling, chaos and beauty, the kind of moment that tattoos itself on memory.
What makes Smuggs special on the 4th isn’t just the access to events, it’s the way everything unfolds right outside your door. Wake up to the scent of pines and the sounds of celebration. Spend the day immersed in tradition, flavor, and sound. Then drift off in a place where the stars still shine bright and the hills hum with summer’s joy. The sky darkens. The music fades. But our love does not. Somewhere in the tall grass, a firefly still blinks.
Save a Horse, Dance a Line
Saddle up, y’all! It’s line dancing time. The Boyden Valley Barn is fixin’ to show you how they roll with a little bit of country and a little bit of rock ‘n roll on July 2nd. Whether you’re a seasoned two-stepper or just learning the ropes, Better In Boots will guide you through a new 32-count dance that’ll have you “bootin’, scootin’, and boogyin’” in no time. The evening kicks off at 6:00 pm with open dancing and warm-ups, followed by a lesson at 6:15 pm, and then more dancing and speakers going boom boom until 9:00 pm. Got a little dirt on your boots? No problem! Just bring your, here for the party energy and a clean pair of shoes for the dance floor. So grab your partner, or don’t, and join us for a night of I like it, I love it, I want some more of it, laughs and fun. It’s gonna be a honky-tonk good time!
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Note: Expect normal programming to change on July 4, 2025, to accommodate Independence Day festivities. Look for those changes to be messaged here and via text. Thank you for your understanding.
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