Clearly the boy did not get the memo about the guys wearing their soccer or basketball uniform as a Halloween costume in the seventh grade. No, someone forgot to give him the message. He’s the nerd on the left dressed as a bag of leaves. (Not that you were really a nerd. No way. They were the nerds!)
Oh, well. C’est la vie, right?
Well, it’s that time of year again when the old Halloween pictures come out, much to the chagrin of some people. Here is a picture of daughter #1 (age 5) and the boy (not quite 3) in 1989. Daughter #1 is (yet again) a witch, wearing the costume my mother made for her a few years earlier. The boy is (of course) a super hero. He is happily wearing his sister’s leotard and tights and her old white snow boots, which he loved and wore frequently–and why not? They were the next best thing to cowboy boots. He is also wearing the Batman kerchief (as a cape) that he wore every day to school that year. Yes, the boy always displayed a unique personal style.
P.S. I also want to let you faithful readers know that the concert I went to on Friday night was possibly the best ever.
I have seen Dylan, Springsteen, Sting, Haggard, Knopfler, Lyle Lovett (several times), and Guster (to name a few), but Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives were awesome. It didn’t hurt that I was sitting in the fourth row of a smaller venue. But it was wonderful. Great musicians all, they were in fine voice and having fun. Priceless.
And earlier that evening the Cardinals beat the Braves!
Mrs. Doubtfire, D’Artagnan and a Power Ranger (c. 1994). Clearly a lot of effort went into those costumes (and makeup!) But this was the Halloween when 4-year-old daughter #2 famously asked if next year she could have a “real” costume. In other words, one bought in a store. Somehow Halloween lost its luster after that. (See the Homemade Power Ranger vs. the “real” Power Ranger below right.)
I think she was a witch (wearing her sister’s oft-worn, hand-me-down costume) the next year.
P.S. Check out that store-bought Lion King!
From ghoulies and ghosties,
Long-leggety beasties,
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us.
Not to mention CLOWNS!
Remember “Kingdom of the Spiders” (1977) starring the inimitable William Shatner? “Investigating the mysterious deaths of a number of farm animals, vet Rack Hansen discovers that his town lies in the path of hoards of migrating tarantulas. Before he can take action, the streets are overrun by killer spiders, trapping a small group of towns folk in a remote hotel.” (IMDB.com)
Well, sometimes I wonder about my own home:
If you recall the final scene of this horror classic, the hotel is completely enveloped in spider webs! I feel sometimes like I will wake up and my own house will likewise be encased in cobwebs. Spiders work fast! I mean, I’ve had a soft spot for spiders ever since reading Charlotte’s Web, but really there are limits.
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