Tomorrow is Halloween, and is quite possibly a child's most favourite day of the year!
You knock on a door, all dressed up in a costume, say "Trick or Treat--Smell My Feet--Give Me Something Good to Eat", well perhaps not that whole last bit, but people do give them something good to eat, and you run off barely remembering to say thank you. The quest was to fill your bag, your pumpkin, your pillow case up with chocolates and candies, perhaps a bag of chips, and if you are really lucky, and you know the house, perhaps a homemade candy apple!
I remember those days well. When we Trick or Treated in Kelowna, there was a nice family on Harvey Avenue that would give you a hot dog and a drink of hot chocolate, or the family that would make these wonderful popcorn balls, and yet another family that made those memorable candy apples. Ah, the good old days.
Speaking of the Good Old Days. Both of today's pictures are from the vault of treasures.
The first one is of our precious daughters. Cathy, the sweet little witch, Amy, our little nurse and April, our darling little elephant. Oh to go back to those wonderful days, so precious and fleeting.
On the Eve of All Hallows, I leave you with a picture of my Sister and Brother and I, all dressed up and ready to run. We lived out by the Mission Creek, so I was probably about 6 or 7 in this cherished photograph taken by my Mom with her Box Brownie.
A Lady, A Hobo and another Lady. Thank you Mom!
Happy All Hallow's Eve Everyone.
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