tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50102120034334121822024-02-20T12:40:11.650-08:00The October CountryFIRST OF all, it was October, a rare month for boys. Not that all months aren't rare. But there be bad and good, as the pirates say. If it's around October twentieth and everything smoky-smelling and the sky orange and ash gray at twilight, it seems Halloween will never come in a fall of broomsticks and a soft flap of bed sheets around corners. But one strange wild dark long year, Halloween came early.The Dustwitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04982568394649531819noreply@blogger.comBlogger0125