Happy Halloween

 

Thanks to Joy at http://gardenjoy4.blogspot.com/ who loves Halloween so much. All of the Halloween graphics at her blog jogged memories of Halloweens I celebrated when I was young.

     We always had hand-me-down costumes that Mom made. My favorite was an orange tunic with a large dagged collar, sleeves and along the bottom. It included a pointed hat with a feather. It had a medieval look to it. Originally a ballet costume for my older sister it became, in successive years, a Peter Pan costume, Robin Hood, the Pied Piper and a goblin.

     Our neighbor down the hill always made popcorn balls to pass out to the handful of kids that lived in the neighborhood. When I felt myself too old and grownup to go trick-or-treating, I still sent my little sister down the hill to Mrs. V’s house to beg an extra popcorn ball for me.    

     There weren’t many houses down our little dirt road so we had to walk quite a distance in the dark to visit the 8 or 9 houses and get a decent amount of candy. When I was in 6th grade, my best friend invited me to go trick-or-treating with her in another neighborhood in a more suburban area. Her Dad drove us into the neighborhood, would drop us off at one end of a street, then would pick us up a few streets over. I think I ended up with about 2 grocery bags of candy. I could never have imagined owning that much candy in my whole life. Of course, when I got home, I had to divvy it up between all the brothers and sisters.

     During my college years, I decided to throw a Halloween party. Dressing up for the holiday was not as popular then as it is today. Still, you know that theater folk don’t need much of an excuse to dress up and most of my friends were actors. My boyfriend decided to dress up as the Werewolf. Not content with just a mask and tattered clothing, he used three shades of fake hair which he applied a strand at a time with spirit gum, a putty to build a fake nose and eyebrows and lots of brown and black theater makeup. He must have spent 2 hours working on his face and hands, and he left my parent’s bathroom sink a mess. Still, the finished product was amazing and he looked like a living incarnation of a werewolf.

     The Halloween poem at the top of this posting was one of my favorite childhood poems. Thinking about Halloweens past encouraged me to search it out and post it with the proper border in honor of this year’s celebration.

     Happy Halloween! 

 

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About Jill-O

a girl who likes lakes, trees and critters; making an attempt at living the artistic life.
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7 Responses to Happy Halloween

  1. Joy says:

    MY GOODNESS JILL !!!
    This is great .. I’m really happy to see you in such good “spirits” for Halloween .. this is the best week right now .. working up to Friday I really have to get organized .. we have straight rain until Tuesday. then I have to really pull my decorations together ..
    I love the story of what the difference was for trick or treating between your neighborhood and the “city” one .. we loved popcorn balls and carmel coated apples .. those were the best houses : )
    Your boyfriend’s efforts with his Halloween personality sounded awesome girl ! Was there ever a picture taken ? .. now that is getting into your character hair by hair ? LOL
    Love the post and I’m honored you did this : )
    Thank you !
    Joy

  2. Jan says:

    You have some lovely memories of past Halloweens. Your poem made me remember a Halloween song we learned in fourth grade. It is funny how one thing can jog your memory of things from years ago.

    Jan
    Always Growing

  3. Krys says:

    After many years of going all out on Hallowe’en, including one year when I sat with a bunch of pumpkin headed scarecrows with a pumpkin over my head and scared visitors silly, I’ve slowly lost the excitement October 31st used to create. Your post made me remember how magical that night can be.
    Thanks!

    /krys

  4. Darlene says:

    I came over from Joy’s to check your Halloween posting out! I love that poem…it is just perfect!

    I was a “city” girl and had so much fun always at Halloween. Back before the “pixie sticks” scare we would go all around the neighborhood and various houses would set up their garages as Haunted Houses and Ohhhh, the popcorn balls and carmel apples. I wish it was still as innocent and fun as it was back then.

  5. José Santos says:

    We do not have Halloween in Portugal. (Well now we have due to globalisation, but nothing like you do in the U.S.A., we don’t have the tradition.)
    I find it amusing but it’s not my treat. I’m too shy person.
    But I loved to read about your halloween. Specially the tradicional one.
    It’s sad that todays its so much comercialised (I don’t know if you understand me).

  6. cindee says:

    What fun memories(-: I can only remember one halloween that was really outstanding in my mind. I didn’t really have a great childhood especially at holiday times. To much alcohol was consumed by the adults usually….)-:

  7. jellyfishbay says:

    Thanks for all your responses. Part of the fun of halloween, at least for me, was to put on a costume and mask and become someone else for the evening. Even though getting candy door to door was fun, I think that dressing up plus the excitement of going out after dark, where the familiar neighborhood suddenly looked very different and your friends unrecognizable was what made the holiday special.
    Joy: It is possible that there is a photo of my boyfriend in costume, but not in my picture collection. I continue to be friends with him and know that he still likes to dress up for halloween and renassance fairs.

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