I stood in the kitchen, holding my breath in anticipation. Pleeeeeese? I asked again.   My mother, in her shoulder padded sweatshir...

Did the bell actually ring that time? I replayed the fantasy in my head so many times I wasn't ready for the real thing. Everyone else in class was bu...

I love urban legends, folk lore, and lost history. That love came from my mother, who was a master storyteller when I was a child. She wowed me with...

One of my favorite memories is the smell of dry leaves on a cold night, my flashlight shining, running up to my neighbor’s porches with anticipatio...

Yup, I'll say it: I was one of those kids who never liked Halloween.Well in all fairness that wasn't completely true. Halloween was one of those thing...