It's Halloween and Betty Ann is coming up to spend the night. I like to see the kids out trick or treating but if I am home, I keep the door closed.
I still remember the fun of HOmecoming yesterday and riding in a hay baled rig behind this white truck. Floats were beautiful and I was delighted that I did not have to line them up and all that.
I remember Mark screaming when we had Thanksgiving on Stokelan Dr. in Malden. He was petrified. Not Sara, she went for all the candy. One Halloween night I found her in her bed with a pepsi in the middle of the night eating all of her candy. Happy Halloween. I am ready to be tricked or treated.
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