Happy Halloween Hoaxes

As the darkness settles over the landscape tonight, the eerie sounds of the night consume our beings.  It is Halloween and much like Michael Jackson's Thriller, costumed character awake from the "dead", prowling the countryside in search of the living.  Treats really are the top priority or beware, tricks abound.  Our community, no different than most will host a Halloween dance, costumes optional.  No, we will not attend, work will consume my thoughts and Halloween night.  The Egg-Nazi has been invited, however, grumpy as always, shy by nature, he declined.  He announced..."staying at home, putting around with flowers, waiting for "Mommy" to call."  In the true fashion of Disney, tonight will be even more "Magical" and "Not so scary!"

Although it has been almost three years since we have been in the sleepy town of Baltic, Halloween is hopefully as lively and enjoyable as our memories of the holiday.  So sad that many towns now ban young people older than twelve, from the joys of trick or treat.  Understandable but sad!  Society fears everything even ourselves.  Brought on yy stories smeared across the media, by the media...oh yes that's what sells!  Such a domino affect...let's see what the next hideous crime is committed and how it is outdone by some attention-seeking crazed idiot.

Okay, that said and done, hopefully the fire department in Sprague still allows it's citizens, young and old, the opportunity to partake in the festivities the Halloween holiday affords.  Mr. Bill and I decided to don costumes a number of years ago, him as the San Diego Chicken, actually quite scary, red legs and all, myself choosing a more lovable character, ALF.  We fooled many, even our own parents.  Looking back, I now understand the fear in my mother's eyes as she opened her front door, looking out on two bodies, larger than the usually five or six year old, one enormous chicken with size thirteen feet, attempting to squat down so that he would appear much smaller than his actual size and a fury squat little fatso attempting to hug the petrified woman in the door.  No words spoken, just fear on the face of the small aged woman, trying to call her husband, who by the way was in on the entire prank.  Although they were married fifty plus years, he's lucky she didn't kill him.  Sorry Daddy!

Later years at Fred's News, Mr. Bill and I chose to be closed for the evening, allowing us time to welcome friends children and their grandchildren into our home, passing out treats and taking pictures of all who knocked on our door.  Great fun, great memories and great costumes.  As these young people grow, we will be sure to tell them our memories of their Halloween fun.  Our children, no exception, enjoyed their years of Halloween fun.  We have wonderful pictures of their costumes, many made by Mom,  ranging from lions, bunnies, firemen, shepherds, the ever so popular bum and yes, the camouflage soldier look afford Matthew and Todd.  This costume allowed for hiding out in the bushes, throwing eggs at friends and slipping back into the darkness without being detected.  Thank you trooper Gutkneckt for "raining on their parade", Fred's News would of been out of eggs, had they gone undetected.  Love those kids!