Halloween, 1967.
Me, dressed as Bugs Bunny.
My brother was a scarecrow that year.
We went door to door on Linden Lane in Merion, Pennsylvania.
It was dark. Leaves scuttled like crabs across the sidewalk. Some of the trees were bare.
My father held my hand.
I realized that the world was large beyond all my reckoning.

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