One of my favorite fall memories is "helping" my parents rake the leaves, then jumping into the piles with my brother and sister. See the broom my brother is holding, that's what he was using to "help" rake. After big piles were raked together in the front yard my mom and dad would rake them onto a big sheet and carry them into the backyard to be piled up and burned. Occasionally, we could hitch a ride back to the front yard by being dragged in the empty leaf sheet.
Raking the yard was something I definitely looked forward to every fall...until I was old enough to actually do some raking that is ;)