I cannot honestly say that my love for pumpkins was born the same day as our only child, just shy of Halloween more than 20 years ago. But that?s certainly when it started to grow.
Back then, pumpkins were for carving, not for eating. So that Halloween, when friends came to my wife?s hospital room in Austin, they carried a jack-o?-lantern into which they had carved a simple proclamation: ?IT?S A BOY.?
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