Waiting for Halloween

20161015_092134

I love the fall.  Leaves turn colorful and drop on the ground to crunch under foot.  The humidity has dropped and the weather is warm enough to get outside, but not so warm that some serious physical activity would overheat you.  Tip:  Mow the leaves instead of raking them, and go someplace beautiful for a hike.

The fall holiday we are waiting for is Halloween.  When I was a child I would plan my candy begging rounds weeks in advance.  In school we would cut and color appropriately themed ghosts, bats, and haunted houses.  Few of my friends were lucky enough to have a jack-o-lantern out for the neighborhood enjoyment.

We wore those cheap costumes with the printed picture on the front and a blinding mask, put up during our trek from house-to-house for treats.  As a child, it was all about the candy.  We would fill pillowcases with candy from our neighbors.  Every 45 feet was another door, and we would keep going until every porch light in the neighborhood was turned off.  The porch light is the signal that treats are available.

There were few problems that resulted from this night of wanton begging.  The jack-o-lanterns not brought in at night were found broken on the road the next morning.  It was just pumpkin on the road, but their broken faces made me cry.  There were a couple of curmudgeonly neighbors who paid for their bad humor all year with some eggs thrown at their front window, or several rolls of toilet paper strung from branch to branch.

It wasn’t until my own children where getting older that parents started worrying that candy might be tampered with.  Over time that worry changed Trick or Treating.  Children stopped going to people they didn’t personally know.  Stores, places of worship, schools, malls and government buildings began giving out treats rather than disappoint children.

Trick or Treating is absent from my neighborhood.   But decorations are plentiful, both inside and outside of homes.  Adults and children dress in costumes and go to parties. Parents will drive across town to take their children to the good neighborhoods for Trick or Treat.  The porch light is still the signal that treats are available.

Want to get into the Halloween Spirit?  Here are some recent blogs that will help you get into the mood.  Enjoy!

lifelessons– a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown on the fear of running out of candy,

Random Writings on the Bathroom Wall by Jim for a spooky night,

The Phil Factor where Phil Taylor recommends his top ten scariest movies of all time.

Just for good measure, here is a re-post of my spookiest.

6 thoughts on “Waiting for Halloween

Add yours

  1. I am thinking we must be somewhere around the same age as your description of Halloween so much resembled mine as a kid. It has changed for sure. But even at my age (57), I still love it!

    Like

Leave a comment

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

The Kayembe Konnection

Living and loving life as a mom

Darryl Callahan Media

The Canadian Bearded Blogger & Broadcaster. Bringing All Media Content To One Pace.

ELENA PETERS | MIDLIFE BLOGGER

HELPING MIDLIFE BLOGGERS GO FROM HOBBY TO BUSINESS

WELCOME TO CRYSTAL'S SITE(ORIGINALLY COUNTRY LIVING)

FAMILY, COUNTRY LIVING, ANIMALS, PHOTOS AND MORE

Suzie Speaks

The Adventures Of a Thirty-Something Life

Phenderson Djèlí Clark

The Musings of a Disgruntled Haradrim . . .

The Ethical Nomad

Find your own happiness & stay there

scauthor

The greatest WordPress.com site in all the land!

lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown

Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos

From Sand to Gemstones

Refining Life's Ragged Edges

helen meikle's scribblefest

writer editor proofreader

Windblownwords

A blog about living and writing.

April's Perspective

looking at news and our lives

The Gad About Town

All posts copyright 2012–2024 by Mark Aldrich

artifiswords

This is where I use my words...and share with you

The Boringbug

A paperback in the world of Kindle

Hot White Snow

The Personal Side of the Writing Life

DESIGNWITHFLAIR

creativity inspired by the spontaneity of scribble

The Phil Factor

Where Sarcasm Gets Drunk and Lets Its Hair Down