Every October, the leaves turn red, signifying the seasonal shift, jack-o’-lanterns illuminate sidewalks, and for thirty-one days straight, one would be hard-pressed to walk into a grocery store without hearing Michael Jackson’s Thriller.
On the 31st, the streets come alive with tiny superheroes, ghouls, and ghosts darting from door to door to collect candy as if it were an Olympic sport. Parents smile, neighbors interact, and for one enchanting night, our neighborhood resembles one in which we all long to live again.
