Last week, I had lunch with a friend I haven't seen in a long time, and we talked about being nostalgic for Halloween. We miss helping our kids make their costumes (or making them all by ourselves) and trick-or-treating with them. We miss carving pumpkins and making a big mess, although some years my kids painted their pumpkins instead of carving them.
The most memorable Halloween in this neighbor, for me at least, was the year a big truck ran off the road and brought down a power line about half a mile from here. The entire neighborhood lost electricity late afternoon, and we remained in the dark until 9:00 or 10:00 that night.
Some of us set up lanterns and flashlights so visiting kids could find our front doors, and some people opened the trunks of their cars and let the car lights light the way to the candy, and some set up candlelit candy tables in their driveways. We took the kids door to door in groups so all their little flashlights worked like one big one. It was like a big block party.
After we made the rounds, we came back home, lit a fire in the fireplace, and sorted the candy. When the electricty came back on, we kept the lights off for a while and sat in front of the fire with hot chocolate and sat in the glow of the entire evening.
In honor of that Halloween and the fact my kids have outgrown the tradition, here is today's editorial.