October 30, 2015- Halloween/Earliest Memories
I don’t really like
Halloween that much anymore but I do have some good memories of this holiday.
The best one was in 1976 when I was an angel, my costume of choice 3 times, and
he was a fireman with the” Emergency!”
helmet and megaphone thing. That was our favorite show then.
I can’t believe
that he remembered that I had a little crush on Gage. Wait, yes I can- his
memory is perfect when it comes to my crushes, unfortunately. Yikes, I’m so
ashamed about this. He had mentioned that fact a few weeks ago after he watched
an episode of it.
I did watch one
with him about 6 weeks ago but it just doesn’t interest me anymore which is how
I feel about a lot of the shows that I liked when I was a kid, esp. many of the
comedies which seem so lame to me now.
I’m thinking about one that used to scare us
a little – “In Search of”, hosted by Leonard Nimoy- esp. the episodes with Big
Foot, the Loch Ness Monster and UFOs. I ‘m sure if we watched this now we’d
think it was so cheesy. “Day of Disaster” was another- the Hindenburg and a
bridge that was shaking a lot because of high winds in the northwest somewhere
were on this. Joel Siegel was the host.
I am pretty sure
that my brother won the second place ribbon for his cowboy costume in a town
contest. Mine was lame; I was in
pajamas, a robe and had curlers in my hair. The last time that we went trick or
treating was 1982- I was a gypsy/fortune teller.
We had some great
decorations and still have a few of them, like the haunted house which is
actually a greeting card. I like the ceramic one of these and Dracula stuffed
bear that we got in the late 80s.
I have a hazy
memory of a couple of Girl Scout parties- at one we were bobbing for apples and
the other was at camp and I had a ghost costume which didn’t seem very original
compared my troop mates.
Mom and Dad carved a
pumpkin only once; it was too messy and not worth the time and effort to do so
again. We would just draw faces on them with markers. I always worried that
someone would smash the ones that we’d put on the porch.
I remember the
spooky house with the coffin that Dracula came out of one year when we went
trick-or-treating. That really scared Mike and me.
I did a Halloween
post at Blogger last year and used a few pictures from the 1970s. I was Raggedy
Ann and Mike was a devil, but I really don’t remember this. I think that I was
4 years old. I don’t know if people can
actually remember much of anything from before this age. Mike agrees with me.
My two earliest
memories are traumatic ones, naturally. Dad accidentally burned me with his
cigarette when he was carrying me through the cemetery, probably in 1973 or
1974. Mike and I saw our parent’s Chevy Malibu being totaled out in front of
Aunt Rachel’s house in 1975.
A lady was trying
to avoid a drunken guy crossing the road and she slammed her car into ours
which also got pushed into a telephone pole. We had been having such a good
time in our aunt’s yard before this. I was crying. I have the newspaper article about this in my
scrapbook.
1974
1975
1976
Our Wrecked Car
