tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post2231260228593335820..comments2024-02-03T16:24:42.023-08:00Comments on 1410 OakWooD: Ras and HalloweenGunnar Berghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17451985764040900726noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-1721121324233286362010-10-29T13:19:26.393-07:002010-10-29T13:19:26.393-07:00"John"? A combination of Jonny and Johan..."John"? A combination of Jonny and Johann?Gunnar Berghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17451985764040900726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-68247238267310939722010-10-29T13:17:49.065-07:002010-10-29T13:17:49.065-07:00John,
As I think back, we could get away with thin...John,<br />As I think back, we could get away with things on Halloween that would have us seriously grounded any other time. On Halloween the old guys tended to remember better.Gunnar Berghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17451985764040900726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-57458124828262588742010-10-29T12:23:19.081-07:002010-10-29T12:23:19.081-07:00I laughed at that story until I had tears in my ey...I laughed at that story until I had tears in my eyes. We're relatively new to this Halloween thing in South Africa, but now I will raise the stakes. Somewhat. Just hope I don't get shot.Johann Rissikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09349081901796675434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-32809048332040459152010-10-29T12:10:30.803-07:002010-10-29T12:10:30.803-07:00As was I.As was I.Gunnar Berghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17451985764040900726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-48950701660684220182010-10-29T12:03:37.945-07:002010-10-29T12:03:37.945-07:00My dad did the same thing on our front porch. Look...My dad did the same thing on our front porch. Looking all stuffed and motionless.<br />My brother went out and stole like 15 pumpkins from the patch and we carved everyone of them and had them lit all over the roof and porch.<br />One group of youngsters came up and didn't trust the scarecrow at all and their mom's a bit behind them. The kids came up without taking their eyes off of him. Trick or Treated and got their candy. Once they got their candy they relaxed, and that's when my dad would come to life.<br />The kids screamed, the moms screamed, the baby started crying. They were not amused.<br /><br />We were.Jonny Hamachihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06526726976859619253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-25722666202636346592010-10-29T10:14:18.290-07:002010-10-29T10:14:18.290-07:00Halloween has changed. Growing up in a small town ...Halloween has changed. Growing up in a small town where everyone knew everyone (and any adult might discipline you)Halloween involved all the kids and young adults in town staying out late and running around in the dark. It was sad when a wave of paranoia swept through the land, and trick or treating became an adult accompanied activity. It was even sadder when I read that they started tracing back all the poison, pin, and razor blade stories and NONE of them were true.Gunnar Berghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17451985764040900726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2695748260936745505.post-69109486156870034532010-10-29T10:00:42.624-07:002010-10-29T10:00:42.624-07:00Halloween was one of the few times during the year...Halloween was one of the few times during the year when my old man, a loveable but serious and somewhat tactiturn sort, would loosen up and have some fun..albeit at the expense of embarrasing the hell out of my sister and I. We lived in an old farmhouse up a long gravel driveway and had hedges all around the front of the house. My old man would lie await behind the hedges dressed in an old 20's-style collegiate racoon coat and a gorilla mask, whereupon he'd leap out and scare the neighborhood kids. Whaddaya gonna do? He wasn't doing it for us, or for the neighborhood kids...it was all for him. Like he always said; "You gotta make your own fun". Now I delight in ocaasionally embarrasing my own two teenagers...so I see where the old man was coming from. <br /><br />Best,<br /><br />Rick MoffatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com