fluvoxamine duloxetine 60 mg Happy Halloween! It’s Beggar’s Night in our area. The night for kids to dress up in costume and wander all about town, knocking on doors, and collecting as much candy as they can in the usual 2-hour time frame set for the yearly event.
I’ve written previously about my memories of Halloween costumes. You can find that post here. This time, I thought I’d share some trick-or-treating memories.
To be honest, I don’t recall much about trick-or-treating but there is one thing that sticks out most in my mind. It’s my Grandma’s little notebook and pencil.
You see, every year we’d start out our trick-or-treating adventure at my grandparent’s house. They’d want to see my brother’s and my costumes. Every year my grandma would keep a tally of how many kids would stop by their house for treats. At the end of the night, she could tell you how the night’s total compared to previous years.
Before we could go on our own, my brother and I would get impatient waiting for our parents to quit chatting with our grandparents. My cousins usually stopped then too so aunts and uncles added to the conversation. Us kids didn’t want to talk. We wanted to go. Their conversation was cutting into our treat collecting time!
When I got older and could go trick-or-treating with a group of friends I still remember hitting grandma and grandpa’s house early in the night… and I still remember Grandma adding a mark on her tally sheet for me and each of my friends.