fall meant; days where getting shorter, cool nights , high school football on friday nights, on weekends meant racking leaves early, with my brothers , the smell of cinnamon rice puddin our mother was making ,commin in from the cold morning, sitting front of 25in black and white motorola, watchin space ghost, roadrunner, the end of baseball go dodgers , sundays meant nfl football,cheerin for our la rams, heart broke when they move, years later,, now im 55, i dont rack leaves any more, instead of my brothers all married now, now i sit in front of my 55in sony, still watchin classic cartoons , football, but now i see them with my my kids and grandbaby madden , and yes we still make cinnamon rice pudding, not as good as my moms, but with all the love in it..