MY DAD HAD A COMPOST PILE IN HIS GARDEN. HE WOULD THROW IN ALL THE LEFT OVER VEGETABLES, ETC. ONE DAY, HE NOTICED A STRANGE NEW PLANT GROWING IN HIS GARDEN. HE ASKED A FAMILY FRIEND WHO COULD NOT FIGURE IT OUT EITHER, THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE POTATOES. WELL, AS THE SUMMER DREW TO A CLOSE AND THE FALL BEGAN, LO & BEHOLD IT WAS A PUMPKIN.