…of Halloween.
When I was a kid, Halloween was for kids. And then I grew up and didn’t care about it any more (like, when I hit my teens). But apparently, many of my generation never wanted to grow up. One more Boomer-caused societal disaster.
…of Halloween.
When I was a kid, Halloween was for kids. And then I grew up and didn’t care about it any more (like, when I hit my teens). But apparently, many of my generation never wanted to grow up. One more Boomer-caused societal disaster.
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Does this mean that the scavenger hunt has gone the way of the dinosaur?
Being a kid can’t be as much fun as it used to be.
I grew up right in the middle of the Texas candy scare. There were all sorts of crazy rumors of nails in snickers bars and spring loaded bolt guns in Nerds boxes. Okay the latter was my own sick and twisted exaggeration. But yes we had to endure special advisories at school that our parents should examine all our candy before we eat any of it when we got home at the end of the night.
The only person I knew that handed out unwrapped candy was an old lady that lived alone and handed out loose jelly beans. And these were the crappy jelly beans that had been hanging around her dinner table next to the clumped together pile of mints that had been sitting there all year in case the grand kids ever visited. You’d really want to say, “uh never mind”, but would take a few just to be polite. We threw the jelly beans at each other on the way to the next house.