History

Grisly Handiwork

Here’s a tale for the season of falling leaves, lengthening nights with pumpkin-hued moons, when dark reflections arise to haunt the human psyche.

Wight of the Living Dead

I once spent a misty October 31st at the cottage of a friend in Cornwall, England, enumerating Yankee Halloween customs. In a fit of nostalgia, I ventured that every front porch in America would be displaying the Jack-o’-Lantern. This intrigued…