The excitement had built up for weeks. I was going to be a clown for Halloween. This was back in the days when clowns weren’t as creepy as they are now. This was a popular year for that. I knew of about 10 kids in my class at school who were going to be clowns. It wasn’t bad that there would be so many. The important thing was to make sure you were the best one.
I don’t remember ever going to the store to buy a costume. my mom went to the fabric shop and found the most colorful patterns and began sewing. Oh the excitement. I was going to be the best clown ever.
My best friend and I sat down and made the attack plans for our night out on the town. We drew out a map of the neighborhood streets and calculated which houses would have the best candy. Mr. Chidester was an airline pilot and he made really good money. They usually had full size candy bars and so the plan was made with his house as the starting point and we would branch out from there.
The night came quickly and as soon as I got home from school I got adorned in my clown costume. I no longer cared about the costume as much as hitting the streets. My mom gave me a little paper bag to put my stash in, I laughed at the thought that she had so little confidence in me. I ran downstairs to my bedroom and pulled my pillow case from my pillow and headed out the door.
I don’t remember parents going out with us when I was growing up. They dressed us up and sent us out in the scary world to fend for ourselves. That was a very good thing, because they would just slow us down in our quest to fill the pillow case.
It was a great night. The candy started filling the pillow case as we ran as fast as we could between houses. Well at least the bottom of it. Hundreds of kids lined the streets and it wasn’t as scary as I thought, until we turned right at the top of Cherry Blossom Lane. I had to go that direction because it was on the way back to my house, but there was a spot where no homes had been built and there were no street lights either.
If monsters were real and vampires and ghosts really haunted the world, then this is where they all lived. Scrub oak trees lined the sides of the street and so we stayed right in the middle of the road giving us time to run if there was any movement inside the trees.
When we finally arrived home after such a narrow escape we poured out our bounty on the living room floor and were so proud of what we hauled in. Truthfully it would have fit into the paper bag that my mom gave me, but you couldn’t convince me of that at the time.
What great Halloween memories I have growing up. Today things are a little bit different but the memories will be just as great for those kids that brave the haunted streets on Halloween night.
I remember the fear and excitement that I had during the years of the street at the top of Cherry Blossom Lane. I should write a story about all the things that I am sure were going on in the little patch of darkness.
I hope that kids today have some of the same feelings that I did as they go trick or treating. That little bit of the unknown is what makes the memories become etched into our minds.
That is why I try and decorate my yard the best I can, and I am excited to see so many others doing the same.
As the kids roam the streets on that darkest of dark nights I want them to feel like they have stepped into the unknown and give them a few chills as they enjoy the mysteries of Halloween.
I wanted to show a gallery of pictures of my Haunt this year. I hope you enjoy and I especially hope it can give you some ideas for your own haunt and maybe help make it a little more creepy.
As in most households there is usually a little conflict on how to decorate. I truly love the macabre, while my wife loves the cutesy. While I would like to argue that, the truth of the matter is that women do 90% of the decorating shopping and cutesy is where the money is at. So I have tried my best to bring these two styles together.
I hope you enjoy the rest of the room where macabre meets cutesy. I don’t know if it really works for you, but hey, I absolutely love it.
This year we are doing a Creepy Carnival themed party. No matter what the theme is we always have ElsBeth’s corner so she can keep an eye on things. She really hates to be left out and you don’t want to upset an old witch.
We are setting up a midway in the back yard, but that won’t be going up until the week of Halloween.
My front yard however hopefully brings in the theme to show things to come.
We first welcome everyone into the Parkinville Cemetery. Freddy is always excited when he gets his lantern lit to show everyone the way. As the guests stroll through the cemetery they have to find the grave of the jester which has a token. Once the token is inserted, the lights turn on and creepy carnival music begins playing as the front door opens and welcomes them in.
The front porch gives away the theme.