Last night at 7 PM I was all alone at the house, and feeling a little left out. Both Nora and Stuey had gone off with separate groups of friends to trick-or-treat. It was looking a little like our annual neighborhood trick-or-treat together as a family would not happen. On Halloween Eve every year since the kids were tiny we have dressed up and walked up and down Cliffside Road on a trick-or-treat trek. We are pretty much the only ones who trick-or-treat in our neighborhood, and I know that a lot of the houses on our street count on us to stop by and show off our costumes. It has been an important annual event that has introduced the kids to the neighbors and the neighbors to the kids. And I was worried that it was about to die on the vine.
And then Stuey called and asked for pick up and wanted to know if his friend Elias could come along with us on our Cliffside Road trick-or-treat. 'Why yes,' I replied. I picked him and his friend up, and, as we were leaving our house to walk Cliffside, Nora's ride pulled up and dropped her off too. And so we all got together just in time to do our annual Cliffside Road neighborhood trick-or-treat.
The tradition lives!
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