First Halloween Memory

[charliesmum]

What is your earliest Halloween Memory, Flist?*

My first really vivid one is trick-or-treating with my new dad. I was, four years old, and we'd moved to Landsdowne, where my dad lived. He was excited, my mom told me later, because he loved the idea of being able to peak into all the neighbor's homes! I also think he was pleased to have a child to squire around, which just goes to show what a great step-dad I'd gotten.

I was a witch, but I wouldn't wear the mask. Horrible papery thing that they've since condemed as Dangerous For Children. I never liked masks. I also never liked the costumes that were basically a pantsuit and a mask, and just said who you were on the shirt. I wanted to Get Into Character.

Anyway, there was one house I remember quite distinctly. I remember walking up the long walkway to the porch where there was a figure dressed as a mummy. It wasn't fake. It was the homeowner who leapt up and shouted as I got to the door, causing me to scream and run away and my dad had to go up and get me the candy, as there was NO WAY I was doing that again.

So, what's your memory?


*Assuming you live in a part of the world that celebrates it

Comments

[snarkypants.livejournal.com]

I was 4 or 5. I remember eating a couple 3 Musketeers bars and then vomiting all night. It was a stomach virus, but I can't touch 3 Musketeers or Milky Way bars to this day.

We were at my grandparents' house, and my mom put me to sleep in my (away at college) Uncle Bruce's bed, and I just knew that I felt better the next day because of my favorite uncle's good mojo.

[snarkypants.livejournal.com]

I never liked wearing those plasticky masks, but I still love the smell of them. There's something about a cool, rainy afternoon in autumn that reminds me of those days when Mom would let me "try on" (i.e. wear for hours) my Halloween costume, with stern warnings not to rip it because I sure as hell wasn't getting another one until next year. That was back when you could get a Halloween costume in a box for $5, and it didn't matter if everyone else in the neighborhood had the same one, too.