“There is something haunting in the light of the moon.”

I know you didn’t expect this to be here today, it being Wednesday and all, but it’s Halloween so I just had to post. I figure I’ll take tomorrow off instead of today.

I never understood why we were forced to go to school on Halloween. It always seemed like some sort of a sacrilege. I’d be at my desk during silent reading, but the book was always the last thing on my mind. I’d be daydreaming instead. I’d be thinking about nighttime and trick or treating. During recess that’s all we talked about: what we’d be wearing, what houses gave the best candy and how late we could stay out. The clock seemed never to move that day.

At home, we wanted to get dressed, but my mother always made us wait. She’d tell us it was way too early. She’s even make us eat dinner. I remember it took forever to get dark. I’d look out the window hoping to see a trick or treater so I could say to my mother, “See, I told you so,” but finally she’d tell us to go put on our costumes. We’d run upstairs and be dressed in a heartbeat. Our costumes were usually homemade as we couldn’t afford the ones from Woolworth’s, but we never minded. My mother put together great costumes, and she always bought us new masks. We were hobos with black beards on our faces, ghosts in sheets or cowboys and cowgirls. My sisters tended toward ballerinas: they were far prissier than I. We’d start out in our own neighborhood then branch out to the nearby streets. Our bags would get heavier and heavier, but we didn’t stop. We’d head further afield. The house across from the First National gave out nickel candy bars. That was always an important stop. We hated apples except for the one or two with coins stuck in them. Back then, we’d get lots of small bags decorated with witches and pumpkins. The tops were twisted so the candy wouldn’t fall out. They’d be filled with candy corn or M&M’s. As the night got older, fewer kids were about and the outside lights were turned off so we knew when it was time to head home. I remember walking on sidewalks filled with leaves and how dark it was except under the street lights, but we were never scared. We just took our time and munched candy all the way home.

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18 Comments on ““There is something haunting in the light of the moon.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Thanks for the e-card πŸ™‚ I liked it a lot and tried to send one back but it didn’t work!!!

    I made my Halloween post yesterday, I thought I would be excused by being swedish anf have no relations to Halloween at all πŸ™‚

    We did our tours for candy on Easter, dressed like witches and wizards. But even most boys were dressed like witches back then. Now days Harry Potter has changed it all so those doing this have far better wizard and witches dresses than we had πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    Happy Halloween!
    Christer.

    • Katry@comcast.net Says:

      Christer,
      I’m glad you liked the card! I loved you Halloween story and the pictures were frightening in black and white.

      You are excused!! I’m impressed you did Halloween yesterday.

      Did you get easter baskets or just what candy you could get door to door.

  2. Hedley Says:

    I am waiting patiently for the photo of the Ninja.

    Michigan is still experiencing high winds, rain and cold so we are not exactly sure how many kids will be heading to the house tonight. We will probably put Maggie upstairs where she will perch on the bathroom window sill and generally woof out of the window at all and everything.

    Many years ago we would be dragging an effergy around and asking for a “Penny for the Guy” which would be used to buy Fireworks for the big event on November 5th. The Dads would be working on a large community bonfire where the Guy would meet its fate once again for the indiscretion in 1605. Fireworks would be let off, smoke would fill the neighbourhood and fun would be had by all – oh those Catherine Wheels, Roman Candles and Bangers

    Now where is that photo ?

    • Katry@comcast.net Says:

      My Dear hedley,
      Ninja?

      My heat hasn’t been on for two days, and I have windows open it is so warm. Nothing is blowing; all is calm. It does look a bit like rain, but I hope it will hold off until late tonight.

      I like the idea of fireworks, the dragging of the effigy and the hoopla. I would have been more than thrilled to take part in the festivities.

      • Hedley Says:

        The Prince wants to be a Ninja and I am waiting for a photo.

        Bonfire night was super cool as everyone was involved. The general theory of firework safety was generally ignored and there were several weeks of build up as all sorts of super cool dangerous items were available from the newsagent

        We would amuse ourselves by attaching a portion of a wax straw to a banger and leaving it in an inappropriate place. This would delay explosion for ooohhh ten minutes, so we were well hidden before the fun began. Launching a rocket from a glass milk bottle horizontal to the ground would also be interesting.

      • Bob Says:

        A few years back I was in London for Nov. 5th and enjoyed while learning about the history and festivities of Guy Fawkes night. The next spring break I took my son on a tour of Texas History and we visited San Antonio. There are several Spanish missions which are now national parks in the city and one had a video about the missionaries and how well they treated the native people. When I left the theater I told the female hispanic park ranger that the video was contained different information form that I learned about how the Spanish conquered Mexico and treated the natives. She proceeded to tell me that I learned an, “English” view of history which was incorrect. I then proceeded to tell her about Guy Fawkes, who was a Catholic, and Guy Fawkes night in England. This holiday celebrates the failure of his plot to blow up the Parliament and the triumph of the Protestant forces. She was appalled that people today would celebrate his execution by burning his image in effigy in bonfires. It’s all a matter of your culture.

  3. Katry@comcast.net Says:

    MDH,
    I loved when leaves were burned so I have to think the bonfire would have been the highlight of the evening.

    What kid on his own thinks about firework safety?

  4. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I remember trick or treating in the dark and being so cold but too stubborn to give up and go home to the warmth. We would kick leaves around and the air smelled like cold and fallen leaves.
    When we did finally get home, we would dump out the bags and assess our haul. We each had different things that we considered yucky or yummy and would trade off yucky for yummy if we could. Candy corn was low on everyone’s list and ended up hanging around until it petrified. Candy corn is the fruit cake of Halloween. πŸ™‚

    I wanted to make a tiny symbolic bonfire of leaves this year but they are so sodden that I might have to give that up. Leaf collection is Saturday so they have to be in the biodegradable bags before then. Modern life. πŸ˜‰

    I’m ready for the trick or treaters. Supper is in the crockpot. I have a DVD of Lights Out Rowan, a fairy/adventure story for kids that was co-produced by a friend of mine. It’s about as scary as I like to get because I’m a wuss. πŸ™‚ The book was good so I hope the film will be okay, too.

    Enjoy the evening.

    • Katry@comcast.net Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      That’s funny as I don’t remember the cold. I remember the darkness, all the leaves and the sounds of my footsteps.

      Perfect description of candy corn!!! It was too sweet for any one us. I buy it now for decoration in glass candle sticks then I throw it away.

      Modern life sucks when leaves can no longer be burned. That smell was the best and seeing the smoke rise while my father tended the fire will always stay with me. It was a ritual of fall.

      I have pretzels in the shapes of bats and ghosts to give out. Usually I have pens or pencils but I didn’t order any this year and as I try to avoid candy (kids get enough), I went with the pretzels.

      TC is showing the classic B&W Karloff movies including Frankenstein and The Mummy so I’ll be glued to the set. Most movies don’t scare me except I do hate the bloody ones with flying body parts.

      Have fun!!

      • Caryn Says:

        Well, supper was supposed to be in the crockpot but I forgot to plug it in. πŸ™‚ It will be a little late.
        I have candy and toys to give out. Bubble soap and tiny kaleidoscopes.

  5. Katry@comcast.net Says:

    Caryn,
    I love what you are giving out! One year I gave put bubbles and another year stamps with witches and pumpkins. Kids seem to like stuff even more than candy though my sister makes fun of me.

    • Caryn Says:

      When my mother was working at Guillow’s she would get several bags of the balsa wood gliders that we used to be able to buy at the candy store for a nickle and they are probably a dollar now. Anyway, we gave those out every Halloween until she wasn’t working anymore. The kids loved them.
      I noticed a few of them in the kids treat bags last night as they came to the door. I’m glad someone in the neighborhood was carrying on the tradition but somewhat chagrined that I was not the person. πŸ™‚

      • Katry@comcast.net Says:

        Hi Caryn,
        I loved those planes but they were just so delicate we never got a whole lot of flights with them. I think they’re a wonderful treat for Halloween. Maybe next year you can be the one giving them out!!

  6. Birgit Says:

    Oh, surprise post. Happy Halloween!
    As we are 7 hours earlier, Halloween is over and I can report the miserable Halloween statistics from this evening: only 3 kids at the door and some drunken dressed up adults in the city and (unfortunately) the train, when I returned home this night. But the kids have carnival in spring to go for candies and the adults can sleep in, tomorrow is a holiday.
    Give us another 10 years to “learn” Halloween πŸ˜‰

    • Katry@comcast.net Says:

      Birgit,
      I just couldn’t let the day pass without a post.

      This was a record breaking Halloween. I had more kids than I have ever. The 35 bags of Halloween pretzels disappeared and I had boxes of crayons for the neighborhood kids and that added 4 more kids for the grand total (drum roll please) of thirty nine.

      What holiday is tomorrow for you? I always had it off as it as a holy day of obligation, All Saint’s Day, but the public schools still were open.

      • Birgit Says:

        39 – wow! – your drum roll:
        http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_BmeBfV-O4

        Tomorrow is also All Saints’ Day, it’s a public holiday over here. We traditionally visit the graves of deceased relatives and light a candle. Today is Reformation Day, but it’s not a public holiday where I live, only in East-Germany.
        Time to sleep now for me and I’m looking forward to listen to your Dracula story with earphones in bed πŸ™‚

  7. Katry@comcast.net Says:

    Bob,
    I figure the ranger herself was spouting the party line about the treatment of the natives. I don’t get how she saw this as the English view. At least you tried!!

    I always used to frustrate myself by driving. I finally realized all I was doing was banging my head against the wall and gave up.

  8. Katry@comcast.net Says:

    Birgit,
    I hope you enjoyed the story!! Nothing better than Dracula on Halloween night.

    Today Mexicans celebrate Day of the Dead when they bring gifts to the graves of their relatives, decorate sugar skulls and have food. lots and lots of food.

    Love the drum roll!!!


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