Today is another lovely day and already 71°. The sun and clouds will take turns. Right now it is cloudy. I have an empty dance card, but I do have a few things to do around the house. I need to replace the lights on the fence and add books to my little library. Today is a wonderful day to be outside.

When I was a kid, the nuns at my school used to tell us to share our desk chairs with our guardian angels. Some of my classmates would slide slide over to one side of their chairs. I never did. I was a bit of a doubter, not at the existence of angels but that they needed a chair. I always figured mine just flew or hovered along side of me.

Popcorn balls on Halloween were my least favorite. They were usually wrapped with colored cellophane to which they usually stuck. I never ate mine. I always threw them away. One time, though, I found a penny shoved into the popcorn ball. In the scheme of things pennies don’t seem like much, but in my day, a penny was worth a piece of candy. That was a wealth of sorts.

I remember hounding my mother on Halloween to let us loose. We’d watch out the windows hoping to see a trick or treater so we could point the kid out to my mother. Sometimes that worked, sometimes it didn’t. Once we were set free, we’d start in the neighborhood first then move out to other neighborhoods. We had favorite houses which we never missed. We’d stay out as late as we could. It was time to walk home when the lit houselights were fewer and darkened house were more common. I remember walking home down Pomeworth Street, a deserted Pomeworth Street. We could hear our footsteps on the sidewalk. The only lights came from the streetlights. We were the only walkers on the street. Our bags were heavy, filled with candy. The night had been a success.

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