One of my earliest recollections in life was a Halloween
Party hosted by my family. I remember a witch coming and scaring me to death:
as she seemed so eerie. I don’t think I was more than 4 years of age.
As I got older, my sister and I would have our own party,
bobbing for apples and my mouth was not yet large enough too capture an apple
with my hands behind my back. There was the candy corn and some kind of
cupcakes or cakes decorated in black and orange icing.
Soon I was out on the street as I aged, joining my sister
and friends as we dressed as hobos, and maybe a mask if you were rich. I had on
my dad’s tie, maybe his shoes and jacket and we went from apartment house to
apartment house, ringing doorbells and yelling: “Tick or treat!” Sometimes in
unison we would sing: “Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to
eat!” Most times we were not greeted with candy but a hearty: “Get the hell
outta here!” These people are the ones we loved, because we would ring all the
doorbells on the mailbox bank and run like hell.
We used chalk in long stockings, flour if you could get it
without Mom knowing and colored chalk to mark up property and fellow trick-or-treaters!
Life was good, there were no parents to follow us, and when or if we got a
treat it was usually a piece of fruit such as an apple or orange, or a few
pennies or nickel pretty sad, no?
Well now they come to my door this past Halloween, and it
got me thinking about the old days. First they are all organized by their
cell-phone parents, on eye on their kid and one on the phone. They have
costumes… not homemade, but store bought, and in my day if you wore one store
bought, we beat you up!
One kid looked like he drove to my house, some I think were
making a second tour, I guess something like a Derrick Jeter farewell tour! What
bothered me was one little kid was wearing a costume and holding his ear the
entire time, with a very unhappy face. First I thought it was part of the schtick,
but finally I asked: “What’s wrong with that boys ear?” The mother casually
tells me: “He says he has an earache.” Nice.
Well, that was Halloween, some years no one comes and some
years the parents need to get a hobby or more sleep!
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