I guess the days of sending the kids out with an old pillow case as a candy bag, a bar of soap in their pocket of a costume mom slapped together died with the last millennia.
Those were the days when you made homemade popcorn balls to give out to the kiddies, or an apple or a few Kraft caramels as a bonus. All the houses did was carve up a pumpkin they usually grew, stuck in a candle and that was it. The old folks would invite the kids in to their house and ask the kids to sing, or do a trick for their candy.
I remember me and my brother at old Mrs Whitmers house, an old widow who also had us do all her odd jobs around the yard, invite us in and made us both play a trumpet (which we had no clue on how to do it). I remember my brother handing me the trumpet after him, he laughed so hard into it that is was full of spit!
Ah the good old days. Fog machines? we didn't need no stinkin fog machines. Actually no one had disposable income those days.
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