After such a pitiful turnout of Trick or Treaters this year, of which I only had nine! Two groups of four and a single little Mermaid, I started thinking of all the fun time we were privileged to experience on Halloween. Those days are long gone my friend! Seemed the whole neighborhood was involved in this fun night, people turned their garages in to haunted houses, with spaghetti in bowls (brains) grapes in bowls (eyeballs) mashed potatoes in bowls (snot) soft carrots in bowls (fingers), they would blindfold us and lead us through, all of us
screaming as we reached in and felt the brains, eyeballs, snot and fingers! Dads would have scary elevator rides, a board perched on top of two one gallon paint cans, blindfold us, have us stand on the board then they would grab each end of the board and lift it a little and as they did this they would start crouching down, and our hands that were grabbing hold of their shoulders could feel the sensation of going high up into the air, of course we would jump off screaming thinking we were a mile high, hit the dirt that we were only six inches off of, with a thud, jamming our knees up to our foreheads! We were running in groups of at least ten to twenty, ghosts, witches, hobo's, bloody faces, long fang fake teeth, ballerina's, gipsy's, cowboys, indians, sailors, mind you most of all these costumes were home made, all of us and a gazillion other groups of kids, running and screaming "Trick or Treat", holding out our pillowcases, then on to the next house! Bags heavy, running home to empty and head right back out! Oh and getting homemade popcorn balls wrapped in cellophane, homemade chocolate chip cookies in little white bags, apples, oranges, and a really good house gave out nickles!! do you know how much candy we could get with that nickle!! and we all knew who's mom was the "Good" cook! And we were "Alone", we did not have each one of us hosting ten adults following with flashlights! Now in my neighborhood, of which is a very nice one, most people turn out their lights, and do not give out candy, how sad is that! One year I put on a scary mask and a huge purple tulle skirt around my neck, but when I came to the door a mother yelled at me for scaring her kids...wha?? BALLS! This holiday has really turned into more of an adult thing, we are the ones wearing the costumes and having elaborate parties, spaghetti in bowls, grapes in bowls, I guess we're trying to get back that long lost feeling of running free, screaming, the tingling of being scared! Halloween!