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My cub horror comes back to haunt me
Halloween? Forget October 31. My first taste of horror came in the mid-1960s at a cub camp, when I was six years old and supposed to be tucked up safely in a sleeping bag. Our cub master had other ideas. Instead of a lullaby, he gathered us wide-eyed kids and decided bedtime was the perfect…
