It seems like winter has come too soon. There are about 4 inches of snow on top of the leaves that I should have raked last week. I'll wait a little longer for Indian summer.

Halloween used to bring eight or ten ghosts, goblins and other images here in the early evening, but that tradition seems to have gone by the way around here.

Phyllis recalled to Dan and Meg the time when "Dad would stay home and make donuts, while she, Meg, Michael and Joseph (Foiadeli), Audrey and Jill (Weiner), Mike Dunham, Kathy and Alice would go trick or treating around the neighborhood." All returned here for cider and delicious home made donuts.

I remember one Halloween night when a truck with a trailer of cows broke down across the street. The driver and his partner came over to seek help. and were treated with a tour of this old house, cider, donuts, and a ride to the truck stop where they were to spend the night. A short time later, the sheriff called me on the phone to find out where those guts went because " they can't leave that rig there over night." Soon the sheriff, and the truckers were back with a tow truck to get the truck moving again. Weird!