Our kids had no such problem and were able to turn out the best and most imaginative costumes, using the “findings” in the big packing boxes left in the “haunted” attic, with maybe a little help from Mom. So it was that it took several years before anyone under age 12 ventured up the long driveway on Halloween night, even though we offered “the big candy bars.” The neighborhood kids were circulating the story that it was haunted. When we moved to Duluth and bought the big old Victorian, it had been completely empty for eight lonely months. Yikes! I’ve never, since then, felt comfortable in costume, even though I designed and made them for many years. So, here I come in my spiffy witch outfit and, right behind me comes Irene, prettiest girl in class, all tricked out in her sparkly, jingly belly dancer outfit, with makeup on and her long, curly hair bouncing around. Halfway through the day, the kids who had brought costumes were allowed to go to the washroom and put them on. My mother had made me a perfectly lovely witch costume, pointy hat and all, so I was excited to show it off at school.
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