Yay, Camden!
I have an eagle-related July 4th story. I spend the early evening each 4th at the home of a lovely couple in their 80's- salmon, ice cream, good old New England fare. We sit on a long wide deck overlooking Mt. Monadnock. Bill, the host always reads the Declaration of Independance when all the guests have assembled. He's a former representative to the NH house, and a liberal Dem to boot, so there are lately significant pauses as he reads.
During the reading my SO suddenly sighed and smiled. It wasn't until later that my SO told me that the local bald eagle had flown by during the reading - he was the only one not staring right at Bill, so didn't want to break the mood or interrupt Bill.
(Then Bill blasts his cannon and my SO plays his bagpipes, so the mood got broken anyway, but at the appropriate time!)