Who knew I would be alive to see this Halloween. Yet here I am. You might recall my distress last year at not being able to celebrate Halloween in the style we have grown accustomed to. The family was in distress and no one was in the mood to greet the kids and hand out candy.

This is a very different year in spite of the circumstances. My new drugs kicked in. I was able to carve two pumpkins. Janet bought a lot of candy. We get about 150 kids at our door. We have LOTS of candy.

Paulee, Janet’s sister, has spent the past couple of Halloweens with us. She brings Carys over to trick or treat in our neighbourhood.  Carys has been calling me Uncle Wook for ever. She had trouble with my name and that just blurted out of her and has stuck ever since. We are madly in love with one another.

This year was no different. Carys came over as the wicked witch of the west, green face included. We were also joined by Janet’s brother Phillip and his family. Paige who is 2 weeks older that Carys went as a princess. Cute as a button. Her brothers escorted them through the neighbourhood and demanded a 50% commission of the candy collected.

The night was very busy and active and noisy. Paulee and Phillip did the honours at the door for most of the night. Phillip was shocked by the number of kids who show up here. They live in the suburbs and do not get half that number of children parading through.

It was a cold night and I lay on the couch under a blanket listening to all the commotion. It was utterly fantastic.

Sorry for not taking pictures. I discovered in Atlanta that I am having trouble taking pictures. Takes more concentration that I can muster up. Who knew taking pictures requires concentration.

I paid the price for all that activity the next day when I spent most of the day in bed. Could barely keep my eyes open. Such are the ways of the world.

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