Posts tagged: Halloween
Looks like I've gone to the “interviewing a pumpkin” well more than once.
If you made it roomy enough, you might not have to worry about arm holes.
The doorbell rang and a Spokane guy named Roger hurried downstairs to dispense candy.
He had a mouth full of cookie.
When Roger opened the door, he looked down and saw a tiny scarecrow.
The scarecrow looked up and saw that the man's mouth was full of something.
In a shocked tone, the little boy asked, “Are you eating my trick or treat?”
Roger assured the scarecrow that he was not. And to thank the kid for the laugh, he gave him a grande serving of candy.
Coeur d'Alene's Maggie Bennett shared a story.
“For the last 25 years, we have decorated our porch on Halloween with a Scary Guy made from an ugly mask and various clothing stuffed with newspaper. He sits on a bench with pumpkins, a spider and webs.
“This year a 5-year-old princess with blond ringlets came up on the porch with parents and siblings to trick-or-treat. I asked her how she liked my Scary Guy.
“With her arms folded over her chest, she said, 'I don't like him at all and I think you are mean!'”
The child's parents lurched into damage-control mode. And perhaps the fact that her bag of treats was already pretty full empowered the princess to speak freely.
But Bennett was impressed.
“At least she came up on the porch to tell me what she thought. Some kids just walk away rather than take the chance that Scary Guy will get them.”
That's Howard Bisbee's report.
He lives in a log home a few miles outside of Republic, at the end of a dead-end road.
“If I buy Halloween candy, I know we're going to eat it.”
But Karla Sherry knows the woman in question and was prepared when she arrived with an empty glass.
“I actually had seven bottles for her to choose from, in reds and whites,” wrote Sherry. “She chose a 2008 Cabernet Sauvignon from Columbia Winery.”
Maggie Fritz had 25 trick-or-treaters at her place.
Two girls came as Care Bears, in excellent homemade outfits. They were impressed that Fritz recognized their costumes.
Another kid, a boy, was made up to look like a member of KISS. He, too, was slightly amazed that Fritz could identify his costume theme.
“I pointed out my gray hair,” she said.
My friend John Kafentzis shared a Halloween 2013 headcount and a lasting memory.
“The results are in and we had 81 trick-or-treaters this year, not a record but not bad in a nation where parents are crazy with fear over the dangers their children face even though there is no statistical data that shows kids are in any more peril now than they were 50 years ago.
“This year was no record. When my kids were in their trick-or-treating prime we routinely toted more than 100.
“I always tally like my father did before me. Not that he, or me, ever remember the number the next year.
“Except once in the early '60s we had 221 trick-or-treaters visit our suburban Missoula home.
“I don't think it ever occurred to my dad to close the blinds and turn off the porch light. A child of the Depression and a World War II vet, he liked to finish what he started and he was a skillful adapter.
“That night adapting meant conscripting the goodies my sister and I had collected. My dad was always big on everyone pitching in.
“At least he let us choose what to give up. It was no big deal to sacrifice the fruit, popcorn balls and assortment of cheap suckers.
“”When we got down to the Milky Ways and Hersheys it was painful.
“They came in waves, cowboys and Indians, pirates and princesses and witches and hobos.
“There were times when he didn't close the door between groups.
“Then, it stopped. After 30 minutes of no trick-or-treaters my dad called it. It was way past 9. He had served every trick-or-treater who climbed our steps. My sister and I still had a few treats.
“He always remembered the year we had 221.
“We all did.”
“I keep an official candy count so I know how much to buy next year,” wrote Janet Culbertson. “Around 50. And I always have an extra bag of my favorite just in case I get more than usual. Any leftovers are mine!
“I know the kids say 'Let's go to that crazy old woman's house. She always has the good stuff.' I love Halloween.”
Barry Bauchwitz filed this report. “My wife began an official and accurate tally when we moved into our home in the Valley. We average around 100 trick-or-treaters each year! It helps so that we are prepared with enough goodies to satisfy everyone.”
This illustration adorned the cover of the Saturday Evening Post dated Nov. 1, 1958.
Click on the link down below (the one on the very bottom) for more about it.
Have you ever worked at a place where a major round of layoffs was announced on Halloween?
A couple of fresh-faced teens show up at your door on Halloween night.
They are not wearing costumes. They say they are part of some church-sponsored food drive.
They ask for canned goods.
What do you do?
A) Give them a couple of cans of food. B) Tell them to get lost. C) Politely say, “I can see that you have been taught that Halloween needs reforming. I do not share that belief. I like Halloween. And so, while I routinely contribute to food drives, I am not going to give you anything.” D) Hand them a couple of miniature Snickers. E) Other.
“Your question about parents having their trick-or-treaters skip houses based on campaign signs reminded me of one year when our boys were young,” wrote Lynne Zysk. “Our oldest son, Peter, wore a Bill Clinton mask and his brother, Eric, wore a Bob Dole mask.
“They went to all the same homes but people were very open in sharing their political leanings by the amounts of candy they gave the boys. Bob Dole got more candy than Bill Clinton at some homes and Bill Clinton got more than Bob Dole at other homes. So we had an unofficial poll based on the candy amounts.”
I asked Lynne if she recalled who came out on top back on Halloween of 1996.
“As I recall, Bob Dole ended up with more candy that night. The boys did get their money's worth out of those masks. On Election Day, they wore them and waved at cars from the front lawn to see who they could get to honk.”
There are several options.
But The Slice Blog recommends quoting the poet, Thomas Petty, from his “Refugee.”
One line resonated when he wrote it more than 30 years ago. And it still cuts right to the heart of things.
“You believe what you want to believe.”
Here's hoping you don't get a rock.
Little charmer? Handyman's special? Michael Myers slept here?
“My parents, Craig and Kathy Godtfring, counted at least 465 trick or treaters this year,” wrote Danielle Milton.
She said her folks, who live near University High School, had to stop because they ran out of candy. “They likely would have reached the 500 mark if they had not had to turn the lights out.”