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Halloween was coming soon, which my faithful readers, all four of them, know to be my favorite holiday of the year. I have been a horror fan since around the time I was potty-trained, which was not twelve as some scurrilous malcontents have erroneously suggested, but more like two. Long before I entered kindergarten, I was spending endless hours glued to my TV watching Frankenstein, the Wolfman, Dracula, the Creature from the Black Lagoon, and an endless assortment of monsters and ghouls. I could never get enough of Halloween and lived for the one night I could dress up like...