BOO
It is this time of year again. When you reach my age it is largely memories. I no longer have children around my house. My son is grown with children of his own. I no longer have foster children. Worse still there are no children in my neighbour hood. I live up a country logging road outside of a small town. Too far for children to walk for any treats.
When we first moved here. Parker was still young enough for Halloween. I would drive him into town where he did the round with the town kids. I always had treats on hand just in case someone came by. In over 30 years there have only been an handful of kids reach our house. No fear, Parker and I made short work of the treats when we were sure on one was coming once again.
I always carved a pumpkin. Not well mind you but being an electrician I always had it well lighted with a bulb inside. The best treat on Halloween was being able to dry and salt the pumpkin seeds.
My son, Parker, many years ago. What a scary devil! This costume my mother made it included not only horns but a long devil's tail. My mother always made us costumes. I don't ever remember buying a costume. This particular costume was well used. My sister's kids used it and I think one of my son's kids wore it one year.
A couple of pumpkins carved long ago. The devil made me do it.
For several years after Parker had outgrown Halloween I made candy apples. I had a young friend, Tina, who spent a lot of time at my house in those years. I let her take the candy apples to school for the children there. I made enough for the whole school. Not as big a chore as you might think for in those days there were about 50 children in the school spread over 8 grades. We had a good school build for 120 children. There may have been that many before we showed up. Perhaps, some day there may be that many again. Currently, I understand there are only 30 children in the school. Not enough young adults doing their homework and producing children.
Just the other day I found my candy thermometer broken so I guess my candy apple days are over.
I can't say I appreciate the ghoulish costume theme I see advertised. It seems years ago, it was a more innocent time.
posted by Tossing Pebbles in the Stream @ 2:18 p.m.
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7 Comments:
I liked Halloween as a child. But I have never liked having to wear a costume as an adult and I didn't like having to come up with costumes for our sons. I am happy to live where there are no children coming for treats--if I bought them I would eat the whole bag.
I am impressed that you made candy apples. It's been a long time since I had one.
Our kids are all grown and -- like you, Philip -- we live in the country. We used to take them into town for Halloween.
We had a lot o fun. Now the children of my former students will be the kids on the streets tonight.
Philip--I am glad you recalled a time when Hallowe'en was simpler, and more enjoyable.
I am so with you on not liking the more ghoulish aspects popular today.
Hi Phillip...I no longer do the Halloween thing either but I like seeing the old pictures...your son was devilishly adorable.
What an adorable devil!
I am grateful I live on the edge of town with a narrow road, so no kids come to bang on the door, therefore no bad bags of poison tempting me! (Lead us not into temptation - or the candy aisle!)
When we were kids we had to sing or recite a poem to get treats. Much more entertaining for everyone, and you NEVER went to a stranger's house.
Boo Philip!
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