Halloween on High

Halloween on High

I have to admit I was leery about all the reports I had heard about Halloween and Trick-or-Treating in our new neighborhood.  In the days leading up to the 31^st, folks stopped me on the street and in my front yard to give me fair warning about what was to come.  I was downright terrified and almost bailed out of the entire All Hallows Eve event.  But I was curious, and my neighbors to the east go all out for the holiday, so I felt a wee bit obliged to give it a go.  I stocked up on the mega bags of candy (times 5), lit my pumpkin and stood watch.  George promised to be home by 5:00 to help assist with the goblins and fairies.  The steady trail of children began to arrive and it never slowed.  Both of us sat on the front steps with baskets of candy and dropped pieces into bags, plastic jack-o-lanterns and (I swear) backpacks.  Almost all the kids were in costume, but even those that weren’t were polite.   Next door they were lined up down the walkway to get an "up close and personal" look at the witch handing out candy.  Our neighbor Leigh played her role Broadway perfect and had ‘um shrieking and screaming and coming back for more.   We closed up shop when the candy ran out, blew out the pumpkin and headed to Charley’s to join friends for dinner.  What a night.  Halloween on High Street was something.  I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.  I’ll buy more candy next year.