October

A soft breeze gently played with the dead leaves. Far away, in the darkness of night, a dog howled sadly, the rustling leaves answering him with a sad call of death. Under this dark, murky sky and within this realm of death, were people, you and I. Where were we that night as nature was sadly sinking into the white death of winter? The theaters were crowded with teenagers, the living rooms of our homes were occupied by parents who discussed the possibility of a new house, and grade school...