Growing up with a father who was a mild-mannered banker 11 months out of the year and morphed into "The Count" and scaring countless Chicagoans, had a profound effect on the way I experience Halloween every year...and still do. Add to all that my own "unexplained" experiences including the name of a man who perished in the Eastland disaster suddenly being heard by a group of radio pros working at Harpo and a distended "voice" that turned up on supposedly a blank recording at my high school decades after I graduated. Yeah, it's scary stuff for sure. Enjoy!