When our son was young we used to joke that Halloween was his favourite religious holiday--we used to go all out, pumpkins with all the fixings. I think it is something that is most fun when we are young and when we have young people in the house.
One of my favourite memories around Halloween was going all dressed up to our son's French Immersion class at Queen Elizabeth School. I was "une sorciere" and went to deliver the then always homemade treats. After having fun with the kids (in bad French!), I had to race off to see a retired priest in the neighbourhood who was supplying a recommendation for me to be considered as a postulant for ordination in our diocese, so as to go to ACPO (Anglican weekend from Hell) to be assessed. As he answered the door to give me the letter he had written, he remarked "Some of the strangest folk are apply for ordination these days".
This year's Halloween paled in comparison. We actually had forgotten that Saturday was the night, and had made plans to go out for dinner. Mike carved the pumpkin, put a light in it, and we left it and the box of candy at the front door (Hershey's Cookies and Cream). A few were removed but, sadly, the little monsters of the neighbourhood are growing up and have yet to be replaced.
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