October 31, 2009
A night for kids, but adults got the real treat
Spirits roamed the neighborhoods Saturday night, but they were mostly benign. There were a few witches, to be sure, but no fire burn or cauldron bubble.
Edvard Munch's Scream rang the doorbell, but so did Little Bo Peep, a fireman -- even a couple of bananas. There were ninjas, princesses, even Tigger. The kids came on foot, by wagon and baby carriage (the youngest to visit my house was five months old, warmly bundled and half-wearing a gorilla mask). One little girl came by on the back of a bicycle built for two, with her dad.
As in past years, there were no tricks. Just the treat of seeing a lot of adorable kids (and hearing their mothers in the background whispering, "Say, 'Thank you!' ") Most of the kids did, too.