In theory, I suppose, your favorite month should be the one you were born in. However, while I was born in May (a fine month to be sure), I’ve always put the month of October at the vry top of my list.
October arrived once again last Friday and I welcomed it back with open arms. There will always be something special about October, to me at least. It means fall has returned once again. It means more comfortable temperatures. It means a renewed sense of life and being. It means Halloween. It conjurs up childhood memories of being in the homestretch until Christmas.
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