November 1, 2012
As I write, I have spooky music blaring from the upstairs window directly above the front door. My kids - dressed as Batman and The White Queen (from Narnia) - are out in the cold, trick-or-treating in our neighborhood for the first time in years (we've traditionally trick-or-treated with friends in another neighborhood), and I'm handing out candy to Jason, a gnome (WTF?), Mario, Captain America, Jasmine, and an inappropriately dressed 20 year old with a costume that must have been sold as Slutty Bo Peep.
I love Halloween.
I never dress up. I'm not a big candy eater. I love the odd horror movie but it's not my genre of choice. I just love Halloween because it's so expansive. Yeah, expansive.
When I was a kid, our neighborhood tripled in size. Not literally. Not like a suburban TARDIS. But on Halloween night, when it was dark, houses seemed a million miles away from each other, the next block over seemed like a far away land and the end of the street disappeared into darkness. Part of it was the darkness and being allowed to wander the neighborhood in it and some of it was perspective, being much shorter than I am now.
I hope my kids grow the same memories of Halloween.Posted by Chris at November 1, 2012 7:31 AM