Tuesday, October 31, 2006
In the world of my youth, Halloween was a huge production. We (as in all the neighborhood kids) would plan our costumes down to the tiniest details. I can't remember any of my costumes that I ever wore, but I do remember one of the neighbor boys going as a mummy, drifting gauze and all. As soon as it was dark outside we would be in our costumes and waiting at the door for our friends to show up, so we could go Trick or Treating in the 10 block radius around our houses. Our parents didn't have to come to protect us from the roaming pedophiles, because at that time we were mostly innocent, and trusted our neighbors. We would Trick or Treat until we couldn't take another step or until our bag got too heavy to carry.
We would ask the other kids which houses had the best treats and which ones were too scary to walk up to. I specifically remember one house that had cedar trees across the front of the porch, and the other Trick or Treaters telling us there was a man in a gorilla suit hiding behind the trees. I bypassed that house. I may have been a greedy kid, but I was definitely not stupid. The kids would warn each other.. Don't go to THAT house, she's giving out popcorn balls! I always went because I liked popcorn balls, and because it was usually a little tiny old lady who was having as much fun handing them out as we were having roaming the neighborhood.
Today the kids have no idea what they are missing. The innocence is gone. The kids are afraid to go Trick or Treating, and the sad thing is, they have reason to be.