Before streaming, the world paused each October when “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown” aired. For me, it wasn’t Snoopy or Charlie Brown who stole the show, but Linus — the philosopher with his blanket, sitting faithfully in the pumpkin patch.

Each Halloween, he waits for “the Great Pumpkin” to appear. Year after year, it never comes — and yet, Linus still believes. To some, it’s foolish. To others, it’s beautiful. But the truth is, Linus shows us that the real magic isn’t in what arrives, but in the hope and wonder we keep alive.

Halloween has always been a night of wonder. As children, it was the one night we could run wild after dark — capes flapping, masks slipping, bags filling with candy. It was freedom wrapped in costume: to be a princess, a superhero, a ghoul, or a monster,

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