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October 31, 2007

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Rob

Thankfully your wife was there.

The only Halloween memory I still retain is when I was a young boy dressed as a ghost and ran across the street without looking, and was hit by a truck and blacked out.

I remember lying in the street and seeing all the other kids grabbing my candy! Then I blacked out again and woke up in a doctors office, and a man was sitting in the corner all upset saying "I didn't see him run into the street." Poor ole man, I scared him s***less.

My brother and sister went trick-or-treating for me that night, telling everyone "My brother was hit by a truck." I wonder if anyone thought they were just saying that to get more candy!

Happy Halloween Larry! and all your blog's readers...

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