Growing up our tradition was on Halloween night to lock the doors, turn out the lights and then sit in the dark til the next day, ignoring any ToTs..... but now that I'm in college I'm looking for something like that above, sounds interesting.
Lol. That's kinda what we did after I got too big to go ToT-ing.Growing up our tradition was on Halloween night to lock the doors, turn out the lights and then sit in the dark til the next day, ignoring any ToTs..... but now that I'm in college I'm looking for something like that above, sounds interesting.
We did have a sort of unconventional "Tradition" at the house where I raised my two now adult children. Our neighbor was a old fellow, a retired Railroad worker and widowed. He was living on pensions and every nickel counted, I guess. So, after we moved in next door and started this "Hallowe'en Mania", it put him on the spot. Living right next door to an anual Attraction, he was inundated with TOT's. He'd turn all his lights out, hoping the kids would stay away, but you know how determined they can be. I felt bad thinking about Old Bob, holed up in his house, kids climbing up those darkened steps, with him inside listening to knocking, the doorbell and plaintive cries of "Trick or Treat!" So one year my son and I went out just before the Big Night and bought him a whole mess of candy, fifty bucks worth, if I recall. My boy brought it over to Bob's place and he was almost moved to tears. That November 1st, while I was taking down the Graveyard, he couldn't thank me enough. He said he really appreciated the chance to enjoy Hallowe'en again. Bringing candy to Bob became something of a Tradition with us.
that was awesomeWe did have a sort of unconventional "Tradition" at the house where I raised my two now adult children. Our neighbor was a old fellow, a retired Railroad worker and widowed. He was living on pensions and every nickel counted, I guess. So, after we moved in next door and started this "Hallowe'en Mania", it put him on the spot. Living right next door to an anual Attraction, he was inundated with TOT's. He'd turn all his lights out, hoping the kids would stay away, but you know how determined they can be. I felt bad thinking about Old Bob, holed up in his house, kids climbing up those darkened steps, with him inside listening to knocking, the doorbell and plaintive cries of "Trick or Treat!" So one year my son and I went out just before the Big Night and bought him a whole mess of candy, fifty bucks worth, if I recall. My boy brought it over to Bob's place and he was almost moved to tears. That November 1st, while I was taking down the Graveyard, he couldn't thank me enough. He said he really appreciated the chance to enjoy Hallowe'en again. Bringing candy to Bob became something of a Tradition with us.
We did have a sort of unconventional "Tradition" at the house where I raised my two now adult children. Our neighbor was a old fellow, a retired Railroad worker and widowed.... My boy brought it over to Bob's place and he was almost moved to tears. That November 1st, while I was taking down the Graveyard, he couldn't thank me enough. He said he really appreciated the chance to enjoy Hallowe'en again. Bringing candy to Bob became something of a Tradition with us.