Fall is here and it feels so good outside this morning. The kind of good I used to feel watching Ali fight especially when I won a dollar from one of my teachers when Cassius Clay beat Liston the first time. The kind of good I used to feel eating my Mother's fried chicken on Sundays. The kind of good I used to feel after a hot date turned out well. Like John Lennon's fool on the hill I see the world spinning round on a beautiful fall day like this.