This illustration reminds me of my daddy. He was the one that craved pumpkins with us, dyed the Easter eggs, hid the eggs repetitively, and helped us decorate the Christmas tree. He also taught us to ride a bike, ice skate, swim, fish, and took us camping. B.Stokes
"Sure son, we’re going trick or treating, you'll get lot's of candy, I’ll meet single mom's, maybe even find you a bro or a sis. We'll go home later and (if's there is a later, hahaha(whispers the Great Pumpkin) the father looks around, thought he heard something) Let's go son, we'll take a shortcut to get back home", "but pa, I thought we were going to get more candy?" "Oh we will, we'll stop at some homes on the way there" "okay pa"..."In this mornings news, the disappearance of...."