HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

I know I am showing my age, but Halloween was different in my day. The kids were allowed to run from house to house collecting candy without our parents. They stayed home giving out candy and drinking their cocktails. I grew up in a suburb of Detroit which genuinely believed in everyone is in it together to raise our village, regardless, my parents gave me a strict route in the event they needed to “find” me.

We did not do the joke thing, so I was able to run up and down the street quickly which was also the only guarantee of getting the “good” candy. If anyone ran out of the sweet stuff, you could hear the cry to grab the penny jar. Yes, I said pennies! If only I could tell my young self that someday pennies would no longer be minted and could now be worth a small “fortune.” SIGH!