Finally, they raked them up once more, then Zeke set them ablaze. He took an armful of potatoes he had dug from his garden and showed the boys and girls how to stab a potato with a stick, then place them into the fire to sputter and roast as the leaves burned. Pumpkins, resting in a bright orange cluster against a slouching cornshock, remind me of Halloweens gone by. To us kids, Halloween was a top-notch festival, second only to Christmas. Much different than today, when you never know if the bogeyman might really be hiding behind each and every door.
Autumn calls up high school memories.
Over at Fullerton High, homecoming was filled with expectation. Each of the four classes, ninth grade through 12th, built a float for the homecoming parade. Of course, there would be the football game on Friday night, followed by a formal dance. I was never comfortable taking a date to a formal dance. Besides, I've always been cheap, and even back then flowers were expensive and it was too late in the year to steal any fresh ones out of our neighbor's garden.