Monday, October 31, 2011
Kevin’s Story, Part 30, Happy Halloween
Happy Halloween. Some would say that Halloween is this terrible day with all types of anti religious overtones. If that’s your position, well then more power to you. When I was five years old we moved to Wilmington, California. Wilmington was a very rough town in the early 1960's. We lived within a stones through of highway 1. Not the fancy four lanes in each direction highway one, the four lane, with no left turn lanes highway 1. With a light on every corner and people really frustrated at traffic. If someone was turning left, that stopped the fast lane, then if someone wanted to turn right and the sidewalk was full that would stop the right lane. Everything would clear just fine when the light changed and two cars from each lane made it through the light. Our world was a half block down the street. There was an alley behind all the businesses on highway 1 and we were 15 feet and an alley away from those businesses. The kitchen window was at least two feet and a bush away from the alley. The same window that my Mom watched as they scooped up the man that had just been shot and took him to the morgue. So, I hope, you can understand my point of reference.
When you are five you don’t think of dangers you think of candy. Lot’s of it. Southern California you don’t even have to think about rain or snow like Maine. Fact is you don’t have to even consider a coat. Just worry about how many houses and how much candy. I’m sure Mom raked through to ensure razor blades were not sticking out but I don’t remember. Halloween was a great fun experience filled with sound effects and scary masks. I don’t remember being scared of anything but I do remember the candy. Did I already mention that part? The season got off to a great start. The local refinery would dress up the oil tank and make the biggest pumpkin in the world. One of my greatest joys and memories of being a five year old. Fact is, I don’t remember anyone telling me how bad anything was until I was about forty. So I had thirty five years of fun.