Halloween for Men

halloweencouple

I once convinced my husband to go to a Halloween party with me as a Ladybug. Well, we were a pair of Ladybugs. The costumes were made by a craft-talented friend who was proud to loan them to us. The bug’s red felt body had black circles velcroed to it; little antennae attached to our heads and bobbed at the slightest movement.

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Remembrances of Halloweens Past

Gabi1200

I am seven years old in the Bronx. I love Halloween because in my friend Joanie’s apartment building we can get on the elevator, ring a bunch of doorbells all at once on each floor and clean up in no time flat: twelve floors, with eight apartments on each floor. We never have to go out in the rain. Doesn’t it always rain on Halloween? Afterward, we go back to Joanie’s apartment, 3B, and spread the loot on her living room rug: Chocolate kisses and candy corn; pennies and pencils; pez candy, sour balls, gum drops, jelly beans. Loose, not pre-packaged in mini-sizes.

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The Elusive History of Halloween

trickortreat

Turns out that trying to trace the history of Halloween is no treat. Actually, it’s kind of tricky.

Even the most basic question, “When did it begin?” is a mystery. One source says the holiday has been traced back to the 5th century BC in Ireland. Another says the Middle Ages. And, when exactly were they?

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Making Halloween a Treat

Digital Image by Sean Locke Digital Planet Design www.digitalplanetdesign.com

In the apartment building where I live, Halloween is a repeat performance every year. Scene 1: I buy a ridiculous amount of candy because I am always afraid I will run out. Scene 2: Half a dozen kids show up and claim the best loot of the night because I don’t want all that candy going into my mouth and onto my thighs.

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