I like Halloween. It's always been one of my favorite holidays. As I've said before, its the start of the Holiday Season that lasts through the New Year. The weather's getting cooler, the leaves changing color, and I'm just happy about it all.
When I was a kid, I used to go Trick or Treating all the time. I remember living in Tulsa, and our neighborhood there was newly built, and had many many young families with kids. So, on Halloween, the streets were literally teaming with kids and their parents. You could see all sorts of costumes. Kids as super heroes, sports figures, monsters, and just almost anything you could imagine. Half the fun was trying to guess who each person was, and seeing if they could figure out who you were as well. And then there was the candy.
I could go up and down just our street, visiting the houses on each side and come home with a sack full of candy. Not just a small sack either, but a big bag! Full of loot! Like a pirate after raiding a Galleon I would come home and sort through my treasure. And afterward, hopefully a Halloween cartoon would be on the TV. Of course, my favorite is "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown". I may grow old, but I will never outgrow that show. In fact, I have to confess that I am watching it even as I type this. While it does come on network TV, I just watch the DVD. I have the whole Holiday Collection (Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas) and watch it every wear, at the appropriate time of course.
Once I moved to Pryor, and lived in the country, Trick or Treating sort of fell by the wayside. Schools had "Fall Carnivals" instead of Halloween parties, because some people felt that Halloween was "evil". Not sure how anything where people gave me candy and I had to do nothing in return could be considered evil, but that's just me. There were still kids going out on Halloween, but not nearly as many as there were in Tulsa. As I got into my teen years, trick or treating was considered "kid's stuff" and I didn't do it anymore. Though I still watched the cartoons.
My parents used to tell me of how I was when I was really a little kid. I was 4 years old, living in Nevada. They dressed me up as a tiger, and I have to admit I made a cute tiger. They taught me that I was supposed to go up to the door, knock or ring the doorbell, then say "Trick or Treat". So apparently, I would walk up to the door, knock or ring the doorbell (with my mom and dad beside me) and when the occupants opened the door, I would proudly exclaim "Give me Candy!!". Can't tell what was on my mind, could you? No tricks...probably didn't understand the concept, I just wanted candy. They would try to correct me and say..."No Jeff, say 'Trick or Treat'". So at the next house I would say..."Give me Candy!!". It must have worked, being that I was such a cute tiger, I came home with tons of candy.
Now as an adult, I live in the country. I decorate my house, mainly on the inside, but a little on the outside too. I buy the candy, and every year I may have one or two kids stop by for treats. I'm happy to have them, and wish more kids would visit. Being out of the way, it's not practical to expect more. And of course, I still watch the cartoons!
Oh, and by the way, all the excess candy doesn't go to waste. I take it to the office, and we give it way to customers. It never seems to last very long once I take it there. So if you are reading the after Halloween, stop by my office. You can have candy, and don't even have to say "Give Me.." er.... "Trick or Treat".