With Halloween around the corner I am reminded of a memorable one. Visiting my Aunt Ana and Uncle Don's in the West End. The sisters decided to gather for a visit and the kids would go out "trick or treating" together...I specifically remember my cousin Jacks costume!! Aunt Ana made his a RAGS TO RICHES get up...The song was #1 that year and everyone sang it!!..On one side of the costume rags and patches and on the other side was gold, sparkling jewels, and play money and stuff attatched...It was a great costume..We just had our regular home made gear..In those days, NOBODY bought costumes or bags...or any of that extra stuff. You got dressed, grabbed a pillow case or shopping bag and off you went!!...Anyway, we left early as soon as it got dark. We had huge bags and vowed we would stay out until they were full...We did!! It was late, and we were still trudging up one street and down another. Accepting treats when they would answer the door...Walking down lonely alley ways, my sister Carole, always ready for a disturbing scary story to frighten everyone, started sharing with us there was a man following us...She could see him in the street lights and he hid behind things...to sneak up on us!!..We all got scared..and huddled together...and walked faster...our bags were almost full and bulging at the seams with all kind of goodies, chocolate, carmel apples, popcorn balls and all kinds of great stuff!!!..As she continued to scare us with her spooky antics, the man figure she saw suddenly jumped out as us. He insisted my cousin, Jack, give him his bag!!..We were all scared silly and were taken by surprise! We couldn't believe my sisters scary warnings were coming to pass, let alone someone would actually steal candy bags...Jack began to submit his bag...and my sister, Carole, who was about 12 or 13 at this time...Yelled, "NO", you are not taking our candy!!..with that the big kid came over, grabbed her around the throat, threw her down on the bank at the side of the road...and grabbed her bag.!! She held on to that candy with dear life!! I could do nothing. I started yelling, "This is our house right here" and yelled for my mother!! "Mom, Mom"..I quickly ran to a house still lit up and had their outside light on....I think Carole carried something, a part of her costume...but whatever it was she was beating the kid over the head with all her might...and warning him loud and clear, He was not getting our candy that took us all night to collect...we were all screaming...finally Carole wacked him so much..and I don't remember if the people opened their door or we just scared him off...but I don't think he got our candy....We ran home, with our loot. Shaking and scared as we could be....We had a long and scary story to share with our parents when we finally returned home to Aunt Ana's house...This was one trick or treat night we worked hard for...and the candy tasted all the sweeter....One none of us would EVER forget!!
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