Let The Trick-or-Treating Begin!
October is probably my favorite month of the year. It’s a time when Summer is finally winding down (or, if you’re up north, when Fall is finally over), when the leaves are changing and things are just a little more chilly than usual, (or, again, if you’re up north, when you’re shoveling your first batch of three-foot snow drifts… suffice to say I like it better down south). There’s something warm and fuzzy about it, not unlike Christmas time (or, if you’re up north, exactly like Christmas time). Oh, and beer! I absolutely love Fall seasonal brews – like Sam Adams’ Pumpkin Harvest Ale or Southern Tier’s Pumking (and… really… just about anything with pumpkin in it). It is, as I like to call it, my “favorite time of beer”.
But what really sets the month of October apart from all others for me is Halloween – my favorite holiday. I can’t explain why – even with Christmas, Thanksgiving and my birthday as options – I like Halloween the most. Strangely, though I typically have very vivid memories of my childhood – sometimes right down to the actual date – my Halloween memories are very vague, so I don’t have anything specific to associate to it. The earliest memory I have of it is the Halloween costume parade in third grade, when I dressed as a football player. And I do have some recollections all through high school of being The Joker pretty much every year. I don’t remember actually trick or treating much… but I do remember one Halloween where I joined a few friends in smashing some of the town residents’ pumpkins, and firing paintballs at passersby. (I didn’t fire the paintballs… I watched and chuckled… so I’m completely absolved). Dave and Jordan, that one’s for you!
I don’t think it’s about the candy for me, either.
And despite the fact that I’m typically not into horror, or scary stuff, apparently I like “creepy” things. The way the leaves fall off the trees and leave nothing but a sort of skeletal structure; the way the moon tends to swim through wisps of clouds at night… stuff that makes me feel like I’m in a Tim Burton movie (any of which my wife hates). I like that for some reason. I like having that couple of weeks each year to see the world as if I’m looking through a goosebump-infused rendition of an Oz movie… like Return to Oz (which my wife hates) only much darker, or The Dark Crystal (which my wife hates).
And don’t get me started on how much I love The Nightmare Before Christmas (which my wife hates).
I love sharing the season with my wife who, despite not liking all that creepy stuff above, loves Halloween just as much as I do. We both love the excuse to dress up; love giving kids candy and seeing all the creative things that they and other people come up with for a costume; and we love “Garfield’s Halloween Adventure” (or, for those of you who remember it properly, “Garfield in Disguise“).
And now that I have a daughter, I get to share the day with her as well. Sure, she’s not even two yet, so she doesn’t have a clue really what’s going on, but based on the little things we’ve done already this year (Trunk or Treat at the local Church of Christ and The Walden Pumpkin Farm in Smyrna), she’s definitely going to take after both of us.
And because she’s so damn cute, she’s collected enough candy for her parents to last through the year.
Okay… so maybe it is about the candy.
Have a happy and safe Halloween, and make sure to get nice and cuddly with your family. It’s a fun, fuzzy time of year!