Aitch Eye
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We had around 50; the tally was thrown off by a few large, darting groups.
My mother got far less, which is a little odd as bunches of kids used to be trucked in, and it's just the next street east of us. The hill we're on, the path of the former railroad tracks, and the patchwork of very long north-south and east-west blocks without cross-streets that result may have channeled away the kids on foot from the poorer neighborhoods just to the West that we had. They probably don't realize just how big and/or nice the houses suddenly get.
Of course, people in big expensive houses buy candy on sale at the same places as everyone else does, but more of them have their porch lights on.
I have kind of a bad taste in my mouth about the age of some of the kids. When I was in sixth grade it was made clear to us at school that this was our last chance unless we wanted to be a pathetic chump, but highschool students apparently have no shame anymore. I don't mind giving them something if they're with their younger siblings, and I don't fret about it if they're polite and friendly. However, every year there are more hulking nanosyllabic guys, scary dead-eyed jocks, and others who don't even seem capable of entirely acknowledging your existence when they come to the door.
My mother got far less, which is a little odd as bunches of kids used to be trucked in, and it's just the next street east of us. The hill we're on, the path of the former railroad tracks, and the patchwork of very long north-south and east-west blocks without cross-streets that result may have channeled away the kids on foot from the poorer neighborhoods just to the West that we had. They probably don't realize just how big and/or nice the houses suddenly get.
Of course, people in big expensive houses buy candy on sale at the same places as everyone else does, but more of them have their porch lights on.
I have kind of a bad taste in my mouth about the age of some of the kids. When I was in sixth grade it was made clear to us at school that this was our last chance unless we wanted to be a pathetic chump, but highschool students apparently have no shame anymore. I don't mind giving them something if they're with their younger siblings, and I don't fret about it if they're polite and friendly. However, every year there are more hulking nanosyllabic guys, scary dead-eyed jocks, and others who don't even seem capable of entirely acknowledging your existence when they come to the door.
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). I figured out the trick was to do a good costume, and then escort some smaller kids. It worked, and the same holds true for me as a candy-giver, now - I begrudge giving candy to the kids who are "too old" and\or who don't care to wear a proper costume when they come by by themselves, but I'll even offer candy to parents escorting kids if they took the time to do a decent costume for themselves.
