November 4, 2007
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The Great Pumpkin
The Charlie Brown at Lendt’s Pumpkin Patch makes me think of my dad. He was a junior high social studies teacher, and he loved Halloween. Every year, he would watch the Charlie Brown Halloween special in his classroom. He printed out copies of “Pumpkin Carols,” and made the kids sing them.
One year, one of his students carved a pumpkin that looked like him, and brought it in to class.
My dad died in 1991. I’m glad that he got to meet my husband, but sad that he never met my kids.I’m Dreaming of the Great Pumpkin
I’m dreaming of the Great Pumpkin
Just like I do this time each year
When he brings nice toys
To good girls and boys
Who wait for him to appear
I’m dreaming of the Great Pumpkin
With every pumpkin card I write
May your jack-o’-lanterns burn bright
When the Great Pumpkin visits you tonight
Comments (4)
I miss him.
Next year I’m going with you to Lendt’s.
Next year we will sing Halloween songs.
Oh, wow, what a nice tribute. He sounds like a very special man.
ryc, the pumpkin seeds. I think what my husband does is put them in a single layer on a baking sheet with a little olive oil and garlic salt. I think if you roast them at 350F, and stir every 10 minutes or so until brown, that would do the trick.
I liked your dad. He would have loved your kids like crazy (though that’s not that hard as they are very loveable LOL but still you see my point).
This made me smile, sis! I watched it on tv the other night and had similar memories. Dad was a kid about Halloween.
I imagine Linus in the pumpkin patch, and Charlie Brown with his cut up ghost costume, getting a rock at every house.
Linus: He’ll come here because I have the most sincere pumpkin patch and he respects sincerity.
Sally Brown: Do you really think he will come?
Linus: Tonight the Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world.
Sally Brown: That’s a good story.
Linus: You don’t believe the story of the Great Pumpkin? I thought little girls always believed everything that was told to them. I thought little girls were innocent and trusting.
Sally Brown: Welcome to the 20th century!