Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays and by chance I was working at the store on Halloween this year. The dealer I would be working with called a couple of days before to make sure I would come in costume. I was planning to anyway. So here we are...
Working with the devil was kind of tricky as it was often difficult to avoid stepping on her tail. And I think I've heard that stepping on the devil's tail can bring bad luck - or something like that.
I also dressed up as "Indy" when passing out candy to the trick-or-treaters that came to our door. It's kind of fun because all the kids know who I'm supposed to be (in spite of the mustache) and ask questions like "Are you the real Indiana Jones?" Then there was the kid who said only one thing while holding out his bag for candy: "I like your whip, mister"
As I said at the beginning - this is a favorite holiday of mine. Mom and Dad were supportive of us going trick-or-treating at all the neighbors and Mom spent the time and effort of making costumes for us. Here's a photo of my brother and me in 1952. I'm the one on the left. As silly as we might look, we were pretty proud of our costumes. Although... I'm not sure if my hat was part of the costume or my normal winter hat.