Mary asked me yesterday when my love of Halloween and pumpkins and all such things began, and I replied, after a relatively brief pause for thought, that it started basically at birth. I've always loved Halloween, just as long as I knew there was a Halloween to love. It never occurred to me to be afraid of it. Afraid of Halloween? Might as well be afraid of Christmas, or Easter, or Arbor Day! Only none of those holidays were anywhere near as fantastically amazing as sweet, sweet Halloween.
I'm sitting in a warm kitchen, surrounded by color-changing trees, eating candy corn and doing my administrative catch-up for the day, and I couldn't possibly be happier. Here's hoping that everyone has a fantastic Halloween, however you choose to celebrate the day, and if you hear a funny noise in the cornfield outside, no, it isn't Johnny.
It's me.
October 31 2008, 16:27:40 UTC 8 years ago
November 2 2008, 16:07:19 UTC 8 years ago