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My first Halloween, I dressed up like a Cheetah. I was so excited about going out with my brothers and our dad while mom stayed home to pass out the candy. I spent all afternoon hurrying around the rec room and most of the house cheering myself on shouting "run like a Cheetah!" By the time we had a bite of meat pie and were ready to head out with our dad, I was so exhausted from running around that I only made it to the end of the block. My brohters wound up sharing some of their goodies with me.
I won't do much these days. A wee bit of decorating, we don't get trick-or-treaters here. I'm planning another jaunt to the Fire Station to grab up some shots of their decorations. I'll be delivering candy to them next weekend to store until their haunted maze is set up. I'm glad it's on a Friday this year. I might go over to the YMCA or the mall to see what there decorations look like.
It seems more and more people are gathering at Halloween parties instead of going door-to-door, but I think most neighbourhoods still get around 100 childen (sometimes early teens) trick-or-treating.
This is the Auntie Spooky Meez I made.
Sometimes, I miss going out and seeing other people dressed up and the decorations. Having my dad's help was like being in the Universal Studios make-up room. He had a real talent for that kind of thing. One year, my brother and I went out as werewolves, I was a grey one, he was a brown one, the make-up was so good, at first people thought we were wearing masks. He used hair from wigs and spirit gum (glue) to apply it. That was the last year we went out.
The following year, we felt too old for it (I was thirteen) so we decked our house out with dry ice from the butcher shop, a ghost rigged to the clothesline (brought inside) that swung down when the door was opened, speakers on the roof - remember the old ELO album, when you spun the record backward on the turntable (do you remember turntables?) it said "turn back - turn back" and we played it over and over to record it with a tape recorder (this was before the spooky soundtracks were available or at least before we knew about them) and had a neighbour's sister scream her blood-curdling banshee scream several times and my brother's Boris Karloff impersonation and some creaking doors and the dog's chain from the backyard to make clanking noises - it was awesome! My oldest brother got in trouble (not big trouble though) for climbing onto the roof to set up the speakers (slanted roof). Of course, we dressed up to give out the goodies. Our decorations scared off a few smaller children so I met them at the driveway with their goodies.
In those days, that was considered a spooky place to visit.
We always gave out packages of Kool-Aid or Freshee and a little extra something (Wagon Wheels, licorice or caramels) to the younger children or ones who had really cool costumes.
I remember once we ran out of treats and someone heard about our house and had to drive with their tired children in the car to see it. We had nothing left so I gave them the Kleenex Marshmallow ghosts I made for decorations, a couple of oranges from the kitchen and the last bit of change we had in case anyone with UNICEF boxes game to the door. Got strange looks, but I'll bet they're still talking about the time they received the weirdest stuff in their treat bags. (Actually, a few children had plastic pumpkins, but most had pillow cases back then.)
My dad still makes scarecrows or spooky dummies for the front porch and a carves a few jack-o-lanterns, my mom decorates a bit inside and still enjoys handing out candy and seeing the children in their costumes.
My favourite treats were chocolate bars, chips, peanuts and caramels. We always made apple pie with any apples we received.
We are allowed to dress up at work so that's kind of fun.
I won't do much these days. A wee bit of decorating, we don't get trick-or-treaters here. I'm planning another jaunt to the Fire Station to grab up some shots of their decorations. I'll be delivering candy to them next weekend to store until their haunted maze is set up. I'm glad it's on a Friday this year. I might go over to the YMCA or the mall to see what there decorations look like.
It seems more and more people are gathering at Halloween parties instead of going door-to-door, but I think most neighbourhoods still get around 100 childen (sometimes early teens) trick-or-treating.
This is the Auntie Spooky Meez I made.
Sometimes, I miss going out and seeing other people dressed up and the decorations. Having my dad's help was like being in the Universal Studios make-up room. He had a real talent for that kind of thing. One year, my brother and I went out as werewolves, I was a grey one, he was a brown one, the make-up was so good, at first people thought we were wearing masks. He used hair from wigs and spirit gum (glue) to apply it. That was the last year we went out.
The following year, we felt too old for it (I was thirteen) so we decked our house out with dry ice from the butcher shop, a ghost rigged to the clothesline (brought inside) that swung down when the door was opened, speakers on the roof - remember the old ELO album, when you spun the record backward on the turntable (do you remember turntables?) it said "turn back - turn back" and we played it over and over to record it with a tape recorder (this was before the spooky soundtracks were available or at least before we knew about them) and had a neighbour's sister scream her blood-curdling banshee scream several times and my brother's Boris Karloff impersonation and some creaking doors and the dog's chain from the backyard to make clanking noises - it was awesome! My oldest brother got in trouble (not big trouble though) for climbing onto the roof to set up the speakers (slanted roof). Of course, we dressed up to give out the goodies. Our decorations scared off a few smaller children so I met them at the driveway with their goodies.
In those days, that was considered a spooky place to visit.
We always gave out packages of Kool-Aid or Freshee and a little extra something (Wagon Wheels, licorice or caramels) to the younger children or ones who had really cool costumes.
I remember once we ran out of treats and someone heard about our house and had to drive with their tired children in the car to see it. We had nothing left so I gave them the Kleenex Marshmallow ghosts I made for decorations, a couple of oranges from the kitchen and the last bit of change we had in case anyone with UNICEF boxes game to the door. Got strange looks, but I'll bet they're still talking about the time they received the weirdest stuff in their treat bags. (Actually, a few children had plastic pumpkins, but most had pillow cases back then.)
My dad still makes scarecrows or spooky dummies for the front porch and a carves a few jack-o-lanterns, my mom decorates a bit inside and still enjoys handing out candy and seeing the children in their costumes.
My favourite treats were chocolate bars, chips, peanuts and caramels. We always made apple pie with any apples we received.
We are allowed to dress up at work so that's kind of fun.
umpkin::boo:
To top it all off, my sister (who is 4 years older) went with her own group of friends and brought me back candy too--so I ended up with about twice as much as I would have gotten by myself. It was a big feat for my sis--we did NOT get along in childhood, though we are best friends now. 
