Last week I posted a pic of a sign along the road pointing towards “Evil Dead.” I got curious, so today over lunch I investigated.

Driving down narrow country roads, I didn’t see any Evil Dead. In fact, it was strange to see no one at all–living or dead. Where did everyone go?

I finally came across …

I passed this creepy sign on the way home. It’s that time of year, when the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead is thin. Only this time, the dead are thoughtfully providing helpful signage.

Many of us have fond memories of childhood, especially those lazy summers when schools were out, the days were hot, and the neighborhoods were ripe for exploration with friends. Hugo award-winning author Dan Simmons captures this age of innocence perfectly in Summer of Night, but then he lets the …