Fall brings changes. Changes in temperatures and color. Changes in time and attitudes. Changes in the things we do for pleasure. Changes in the foods we eat and in the clothes we wear. Change is good and welcome.
Along with change, Fall also brings memories.
A few years ago, as I rode my bicycle through the neighborhood late one autumn afternoon, I had a peculiar experience. The leaves were falling and blowing about and there was a chill in the air. No one was on the street but me on my bike. A lonely, nostalgic feeling embraced me and I suddenly remembered a scene from "To Kill a Mockingbird" where Scout is dressed in her Halloween costume and walking down a dark and spooky street.
As I was pedaling my bike, I felt transported into that scene and could actually sense the mystery and suspense that she experienced. It was an extraordinary memory in which I perceived a very real moment and a familiar literary moment were actually one and the same. I will always remember that odd and unusual experience where the past and the present collided into one magical explosion of fantasy and reality.
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