When I lived in Arizona, I loved Halloween. We had small classes (I think that we had about 16 kids in my class) and, every year, it became a competition for the weirdest, most outlandish costumes. Space aliens, zombies, train wreck victims, you name it. Very few of the ‘plastic mask and plastic poncho’ cheapo costumes. And, in a small town, trick-or-treating was really safe. We could hit every house in the town. Twice (one year my pals and I had two costumes).
Then we moved back to Maryland. To the northern end of the Bible Belt. To social conservative central. To culture shock. Read the rest of this entry ?



