How eerie it is at the dawn of night
When the sunset silhouettes bats in flight,
The orange half nail sinks down below,
To a hellish place where the bad all go.
Down there there is a skeleton tree,
Barren and blanched skulls there be
Ooohs and yowls beg you come in,
But not by the hair of this chinny chin chin.
No one may go without a witch’s hat,
And children are free with punkins’ lit.
The door closes now but still glows hot,
Phew, all escape from the Devil’s plot.
A missed black cat cries to go down under,
But a sweet child holds him with love like thunder,
The cat turns into a sweet mewing ball.
Laughter rings for child love conquered all.
HALLOWEEN in the FIFTIES
By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@comcast.net)
Halloween in the fifties was really quite nifty. The big thing in my city neighborhood was the church Halloween party for all the children. We dressed up; there were refreshments and prizes for the funniest, best dressed and so forth. We also dressed up for our school Halloween party which was held at school during the day. We walked to school in our costumes, six city blocks, and there was a parade around the playground after we arrived. If the weather was unfit, we went from class to class and showed off our costumes.
The parents really worked hard on the costumes, and the children enjoyed the competition and seeing all the different things that people came up with. I think the parents looked forward to it as much as the children.
The trick or treating was not too bad, although I remember my Dad getting upset at the soap on the screens. It must have been difficult to get off. We enjoyed the candy as it was really a treat in those days. Candy was not something children had every day. My parents always went with us and only to people we knew, even in those days. They liked the idea of the church party because they knew we all were safe there. They took us and brought us home, as with most of the activities we participated in.
I don't remember anyone being afraid to eat candy given out at Halloween or having to inspect it. I do remember not being allowed to eat it all at once. I also remember pop corn balls, apples, raisins, etc., being given along with candy. Anyone who had reached sixth grade was thought too old to trick or treat. It was reserved for the younger children.
When my husband and I were first married, we belonged to a young couple’s class at church. They always had a Halloween party, and we dressed up (in good taste, of course), and everyone had fun trying to guess who each other was. We tried to disguise our voices or not talk. It all was very innocent in those days. I don't even think we thought about the origin of the holiday. It was just fun in the fall to most of us. Sometimes we had a hay ride and a wiener roast outside or a chili supper with cornstalks, Indian corn, pumpkins and fall flowers for decorations.
Those were the "good 'ol days", the days before the information highway. Perhaps we have too much information today and that is why we have lost so much innocence. Before television in realistic living color, people relied on the newspaper and radio for information. Not everyone had a newspaper or a radio, and if you did, you didn't occupy all of your time behind or in front of them. People had time for each other and time for wholesome fun. I don't remember knowing much about evil. Even going to the movies was very limited. OK, so blame it on the "information age". Everyone knows too much about everything. We truly have lost our innocence and with that loss a great deal of happiness.
orange, black, a skeleton tree, a witch's hat
October Memories of By-gone Days.
Back in the day, orange and black were the colors of one of the big city high schools in the fifties. It was where my Dad and my husband graduated from as well as my father-in-law. It was an old school. The team was called "The Tech Black Cats".
I never saw a skeleton tree in those days, but there were a lot of costumes with a witch's hat. In fact, one Halloween, my Mother made me a costume to wear to school, and it had a witch's hat. My Aunt and my Mother both worked on that costume, and I was very proud of it as we marched around the school play ground in our costumes.
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