Halloween

Halloween is not my holiday. To begin with it’s not a holiday in that there is no off day.  I guess it can be a holiday from who you are. You can dress up as a hero to a horror. 

My parents grew up during the Depression. Mother grew up on a farm and Daddy in Atlanta. I never talked with them about if and how they celebrated Halloween. Knowing how they wee raised, I doubt there was much if any.  

I don’t remember Halloween much growing up.   I remember a false face made of paper mache. What I remember most is the mouth getting wet and stringy.  Yuck.  No wonder I’m not a fan. 

My children did Trick or Treat and dressed up in some costume.  Alan could probably tell you all about it.  I can’t really.  I am not a fan of Halloween. 

Over the years, Halloween has developed into a big production.  The church and schools have gotten involved and turned Halloween into a more palatable Fall Festival for the children. The adults have their own version of Halloween. Some dress up in costume and go to work.  There may be a party at work or some other venue. Most go home to their kids and their Halloween. 

Special annual event such as the Rocky Horror Show draws those really into horror and the strange, I think.  Anyway, not a fan of Halloween. 

However you celebrate, do it wisely and safely.  If you come by my house I have candy.