When Fall is in the air, I think of Lulu

That's right, Little Lulu. I've had this great old comic (Marge's Little Lulu Vol. 1, #16, 1949, Dell Publishing Co.) hanging on my wall for years and even now when I look at it, it makes me smile... the beautiful colors, the perfectly balanced composition, the ability to evoke laughter without words. This time of year - when the nights come a bit earlier and there is a chill in the air - always reminds me of my childhood for some reason... the smell of leaves burning (sadly, no more), the pumpkins that appear mysteriously on porches, the football games that mysteriously appear on the television, the apple cider, school busses (Where do busses go in the summer? Florida?), seeing your breath... and raking leaves. Raking leaves is the ONLY pain-in-the-neck chore that comes with a reward when you finish: A huge pile of leaves to jump in! Now look at the sour expressions on Lulu and Tubby's faces... don't they realize how much fun they soon will be having?