There is this sweet memory of walking around the block with my friends in Edison, NJ. We are laughing and kicking up leaves. It is an early October evening just seconds before sunset. Lights are coming on in the houses. There's a wonderful smell of burning leaves in the air. As was the style in 1966, I am wearing a wool CPO shirt- jacket, jeans and desert boots. We are all headed back to our homes for dinner with promises to meet after school the next day. For some reason this day is etched in my memory because it was one of those just perfect October sunsets and I was standing on the precipice between childhood and young adulthood where innocence ruled and everything was still possible.
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October still holds possibilities for renewal. A time of change.
It's always been my favorite month!
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