Memories of scary nights past
It was long ago and far away, over the course of several dark and stormy nights.
We’re speaking, of course, about the infamous period years ago when an area neighborhood was overrun by ghosts and goblins.
These were serious ghouls, who took particular pride in their All Hallows Eve wardrobe, normally assembling it on the late afternoon of Oct. 31.
They took sustenance by gobbling supper as the sun sank, knowing fellow ghosts and goblins were already out and about.
They waited and waited for their moment – and sprang into the darkness on Halloween eves, wearing masks that caused them to sweat mightily but which looked pretty cool, to the young spooks. At least to some of them. Good-natured teasing was a popular pastime.
They traveled in packs – pirates and witches and scarecrows and skeletons and gypsies and Frankenstein monsters and Count Draculas and ghosts with bed sheets - to house after house, gathering candy at each stop, amusing the neighbors, who always seemed to know who they were dealing with.
They canvassed several neighborhoods, laughing and carrying on, being little ones, and arrived home with enough candy bars, candy corn and chocolates to fill large roasters.
The candy would have lasted for weeks, had they not gobbled so much of it down that night, despite their parents’ pleas to slow down.
Dentists loved All Hallows Eve.
Sadly, and much too quickly, the scary young folks grew up and went their separate ways. Several moved far away, and many of those who handed out treats – one memorable fellow performed a cartwheel trick, to his wife’s dismay - passed away, as did the youngsters’ parents.
But the scary friends and their misadventures are fondly remembered, even as the current generation of ghosts and goblins takes to the streets.
If you listen closely, you can almost hear their laughter, still reverberating, because there was so much of it.
Ever-scary, grown-up kids smile and remember.
What a time it was.