My memories of Halloween are all pretty good except for one. That was after I was grown, and living with my first wife. Fall was the busiest time of year for me at that time, because I worked for an International Harvester dealer in the cotton picker shop. We were delivering, setting up, and repairing daylight 'til dark during the cotton harvest. My ex wife had a great idea, she would get a bunch of free pumpkins, bring them home and sell them. Without my knowing it, she used my pickup truck to haul a couple of loads of pumpkins to our house, and stored them in an old out building out back which had only a dirt floor in it. I was busy, she was busy, and she never got around to finishing up on her plan. Several months after Halloween, I happened to walk by the outbuilding and noticed a strong odor coming from it. I opened the swing open door and there lay perhaps the most disgusting sight I've ever seen of decaying pumpkins! I found it amazing that so many living things were making a home in the decaying pumpkins! My wife said it was MY duty to clean up the mess she'd made, so I dutifully loaded up the pumpkins using a large scoop shovel. She said there were two loads of them, but I think it took three trips to haul them to the dump. I'm lucky they let me dump them there. So, HAPPY HALLOWEEN ONE AND ALL!