September in Florida is a cruel month for anybody from up North or out West who expects to see signs of fall. As a boy in Louisville, I associated the word "September" with going back to school, cooler weather, and the smell of burning leaves. Now, the kids go back to school in August, we can't burn the leaves, and there's no hope of cool weather in sight. But today, in a Walgreen's, I saw a shelf that held hurricane supplies a few days ago. Today it holds Halloween candy. Aha! There's hope after all.
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