I was laying in bed last night thinking about the fondest Halloween memory that I had.
It was when I was young. Can't remember sure how young, somewhere between 9 and when you stop trick or treating. (I guess some never will stop trick or treating, but I felt like I had to go with the pack back then.) I was young enough to be still trick or treating.
It was back in the day where I was scared to go trick or treating because if you ran into the "bad boys" of the neighborhood, there was a really good possibility you would get egged for sure!
For those not in the know, egging is when someone throws an egg at you and you're a mess.
Lot's of houses would get egged at that time of year. Or least the houses that the bad boys didn't like. Unless you were cool, then they would leave you alone. I wasn't "cool" but I knew who to be friends with, at least a little bit.
Ok, back on track.
This is back when I lived in Houston. The weather would be fairly warm. No jacket was needed for Halloween. You could be out all night and not worried about getting too cold.
This was when majority of the houses would have their lights on. Almost every door would have candy to give to the trick or treat'ers.
There was this one house near the end of street where I lived that when you got to their door, you would go in. Now I know that's is a HUGH NO NO now but then, things were simpler to some degree. It was a time when there were the 'razor blades in apples' scares but these people I knew of from the church that I went to.
Anyway, when you go inside the first thing that would hit you was the air smelt like cinnamon. Looking around you would see some Halloween decorations on the walls. Mostly the paper pictures of witches and ghosts or black cats.
You would look over to the right along the wall. There would be this huge spread on the table. Punch in a glass punch bowl, hot chocolate, cookies neatly lined in a tray, caramel apples, popcorn balls in saran wrap with ribbons tied on them and, of course, the cornucopia of Halloween feasts, the CANDY BOWL. Grab at your will!
You'd go in there and knew you were spending time!
We would eat and drink as much as we could handle but we knew there were lots more houses that had to be treated!!
This memory wasn't anything extreme, I know. It brought a smile to my face. Just a nice warm feeling.
my fav halloween memory is my weddingReplyDelete
Always enjoyed Halloween better in the 80's.ReplyDelete
Was able to dress up as a punk rocker,Madonna,loved to dress up in spooky costumes.
Loved to dress up my baby boys &take them trick or treating.
Loved to dress up too.
Halloween is such a cool holiday&i love to go to the Halloween shops&see all the new Halloween props&costumes.