B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for October 27, 2015

The old dual costume trick, old, but it worked.

I grew up in one of those neighborhoods that seemed to go on forever, we could never hit all the houses. Then one year we visited my cousin’s place out in the country. They lived on a street with seven houses, and nothing else nearby for miles. We swapped costumes a few times and kept going back out. I was a ballerina, a ghost, a scarecrow, a pirate and a soldier. We had more fun changing than actually going door to door.

My favorite Halloween memory was a farmers house on a hill, must have been a million steps up to it. Got to the door and they had a 2 or 3 year old giving out homemade donuts. The child tried to drop it in bag but the bag wasn’t open enough and it sat on top instead. He went to redo it and I opened the bag wider and the donut fell in. To him it was MAGIC, he had to peak in the bag to see where it went, LOL!

If they could cover half the town on halloween night, there were no “strangers”. In a small town everyone knows everyone!

LOL – houses? Think he revisits the same caves.

I did a “trunk or treat” once. It was a lot of fun. Then someone told me the TREATS go in he trunk and the KIDS stay outside. I was SO embarrassed.

I usually surprise the kids by asking them to open their bags and then telling them how happy I am they brought me candy!

Okay, first they are surprised; then a bit confused…

peek . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . we had an old cow skull, lit a candle in the brain cavity. We thought it looked spooky. Neighborhood kids thought so too. They were too scared to come up our walk. For YEARS after.

That is a ghoulish plan!

Really small town, they were our neighbors down the street. Everybody knew everybody. (We knew the one house to never approach – even though we weren’t told until later – why.) This was in the 1950s and no one our age went out with an adult. I can still tell you the name of every family on our block – in order. Different times then,

Only if they give great candy.

I hope when he reverses the costume that he doesn’t discover he forgot to cut eye holes on the inside. If they’re only on the outside he won’t be able to see.

Worst Halloween ever: around age 9 or 10, got sick and couldn’t go trick-or-treating. But best friend split his candy with me.

Best ever: 1971. Halloween fell on a Sunday, so after Sunday School I took my little sister out in the daytime, then got together with my friends (including best friend mentioned above) and spent the rest of the afternoon and evening collecting the goodies. Biggest haul ever!

It’s amazing the number of things kids could do in safety before the urban legends and fear mongers took over!

We lived out in the country, just a few houses around. Mom always took us to town for Trick or Treating. One year, Dad was home and there was a knock at the door. Three young Amish boys were there, wearing white sheets with holes for eyes. We had no candy, because we got no T or T kids … Dad gave each boy a donut and an apple. They had no bags to put anything in, so they ate their donuts right away and carried their apples. Dad chuckled about that visit for a long time. I’m just sorry I wasn’t home to see it!

Dad chuckled about that visit for a long time. I’m just sorry I wasn’t home to see it!

May God bless your Dad for being so gracious…

So who’s the vampire? Looks like a Simpsons character.