On Halloween night, 300 to 350 young and youngish ghouls, goblins, vampires, ghosts, cartoon characters and more will be at the door of our family home – demanding treats.
Quite a racket, really. Couple of hours in costume and you come home with pillowcases and plastic pumpkins full of candy.
I could never figure out how the heads of the childrens’ union were never able to turn the glorious confection grab into a twice- or thrice-annual deal.
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