1979 Halloween

 

The FANTASTIC girls over at The SITS girls are doing an AWESOME giveaway on their site, AND so I am prompted and inspired to do a Halloween Weekend posting… enjoy!

Halloween 1979, I was 15 1/2 months old. I remember, and see pictures from every Halloween, from picking pumpkins with my mom and dad

Dressing up silly. (Gawd who doesn’t remember trying to breathe in these crazy plastic masks?!

Or the fun of sorting candy every Halloween after you Trick-or-Treat.

This photo above is of myself and my sister Frances, we would put a line (or a wooden snake) down the middle of the floor, and sort our candy by type. Then we would do the trade off. I LOVED Snickers, and she loved Butterfingers. So for however many we had of each it was a trade off. I did peanut MnM’s she did plain, this would go till we were happy with our new loot piles.

Halloween is SUCH an emotional Holiday for me. I have the BEST memories with my cousins (on my mom’s side) on this Holiday. We would ALL dress up, and my mom and dad would host a party. We would trick-or-treat together with our friends, and go to Chaney Haunted House, go to grave yards, and run through the cornfields.

Our parents were close, and losing my Aunt and then my Uncle a few years after, both to alcohol abuse made the holiday very hard for all of us.

My cousins and I don’t see each other every Halloween like we used to, of coarse we all live in different cities, and have families and kids of our own, but as busy as I get each year. I stop and remember the family, the memories, the laughter, the games, and screams from our Halloween fun.

Rest in Peace Uncle Jim and Aunt Karen. Uncle Jim’s Chicago Bears sweater every year, and somehow I was next to Aunt Karen in the Haunted House when she would scream and flail her arms so I would get punched in the face, I miss that, and I miss you.

So now it’s a new generation of memories. Mixed with the never forgetting of the old ones.

FeIsTy.