Rikk's Halloween Memories
by Rikk Mauzer
Happy Halloween!
I am writing this post on Sunday, October 30th.....one day BEFORE one of my favorite days HALLOWEEEEN!
Today is the day that ALL the grandchildren trick or treat in our restricted age community that I have found myself in these past three years. Last year we had about eighty five ghosts, goblins and many costumes I had to guess at, and even when I asked who they were supposed to be, I could not relate......I guess it's called the aging process!
I think about my youth....now did I have one? Oh, yes, THAT youth. We were aloud to dress up for school, and we would parade around the halls and classrooms showing off all of our costumes, most of which were hand made by moms....NOT store bought I could not wait to get home, gobble down some food and hit the neighborhoods, usually with a bunch of buddies. We would systematically work all sections of our small community, fill our bags, empty them at home and go out once again.
We would all be armed with a bar of soap for any "waxing jobs" on windows that did not provide any "treats." We also carried with us a long sock filled with flour and swing it around at each other in playful fun.
My older brother who was quite creative often times would dream up some very original costumes. One in particular was an "Aunt Jemima" get up, and at the local park a won a prize for one of the best costumes.....no matter what, you always burnt a cork and rubbed that all over your face.....don't know why, we all just did it! Of course if it was chilly outside we had to wear coats that came off as soon as we were out of view of the house and Mother's watchful eye......did NOT want to cover up our creative talents!
When we got home we would spread our "loot" out on the kitchen table into piles....our favorites, the pennies and coins that some gave, the taffy apples, popcorn balls, {always given out by the sisters at the local convent}, the bubblegum, chocolate, and so forth....then we would start the consumption.
It seems as though we were more interested in viewing our bounty and our accomplishment than consuming it.....somehow it did disappear in a day or two.....wonder if Mom had anything to do with that? Good memories of Halloweens gone by......wait, I hear the doorbell.......time to get my mask on and rekindle the spirit of the season!