I have several specific memories of this month, but only a few of them are certainly correct.
This was the summer, if I am remembering correctly, when I took Judo lessons on the Eastside with most of the kids from my block: there were Stanleys and Teslars and Lameres there.
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In October, 1987.
I don’t remember anything about October, 1987, really.
Actually, I do think I can scare up at least one memory with some reliability:
I would (I believe) have been a Wolf Scout in Cub Scouts in Flushing. This means that this would have been the month where I fell victim to an overactive imagination and got scared by thoughts of the headless horseman at a pumpkin carving Cub Scout meeting.
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