I totally have this memory of the two of us carving pumpkins @ the patio of our old house like a week or two before halloween. Its vague, but kind of still real. I think i was probably around a sophmore or junior in college and you were probably back from europe staying with us…
anyway, i can remember that it was at night. That it was like 40 degrees outside. That we started carving the pumpkins when the sun was setting and continued until after dark…. Its this weird vague memory that springs in my head every year around this time and especially when i actually carve pumpkins. Crazy, huh?
I totally have this memory of the two of us carving pumpkins @ the patio of our old house like a week or two before halloween. Its vague, but kind of still real. I think i was probably around a sophmore or junior in college and you were probably back from europe staying with us…
anyway, i can remember that it was at night. That it was like 40 degrees outside. That we started carving the pumpkins when the sun was setting and continued until after dark…. Its this weird vague memory that springs in my head every year around this time and especially when i actually carve pumpkins. Crazy, huh?