My niece, Meira, is still peeved her fangs didn't stick |
But
just what has become of this holiday that I recall as such a childhood
gorge-fest – being able to go around the neighborhood and gather up candy. The
good stuff would be wiped out within a day, while the real nasty stuff is
probably still tucked away in a jar somewhere all these decades later.
MY
OWN HALLOWEEN memories center around one year I wore some costume that
supposedly made me Speed Racer – as in the cartoon character, but not the one
from that crummy film version made many decades later.
There
was a Halloween parade throughout the school building, then we hit the
surrounding neighborhood after school until it got dark.
Then
we engaged in our sugar rush!
This
year, I was at my father’s house in suburban Homewood on Saturday, where I literally saw
three different occasions where a police squad car with its lights flashing and
sirens blaring went driving down the rather residential block upon which he
lives.
THERE
LITERALLY WAS one point when the squad car with lights flashing was parked
right outside my father’s house – although they weren’t there for us.
When
I asked people in the neighborhood what was going on, nobody else seemed
shocked. It seems this kind of attention is what they have come to expect.
Which
makes me wonder “What the &#$!” I think I literally would still be creeped
out at the sight of uniformed police officers having nothing better to do than
check out the trick-or-treaters as they were walking from house to house.
And
yes, when I checked later, I was told there was no specific incident being
responded to by my father’s house. This literally was just the regular patrols
through the neighborhood on a Halloween.
IT
MAKES ME wonder what our society has become when we feel the need to have the ‘police
state’ in force on what is one of the childhood top holidays! The same thing that, in Gary, Ind., has local officials discouraging trick-or-treat altogether in exchange for a city-sponsored party with way too much candy and games on hand.
Not
that I didn’t know that local officials pay a lot more attention to the
trick-or-treat spectacle than they used to. I have heard many local governments
set their hours for when kids are supposed to be encouraged to trick-or-treat.
Although
I know of one local government official in suburban Oak Forest who made sure
this year to clarify that those “official” hours for candy-gathering are merely
recommended.
The
police didn’t have the authority to bust any seven-year-old who had the nerve
to ask for a Three Musketeers mini-bar at 7:03 p.m.
ALTHOUGH
I ALSO noticed while driving through the Mount Greenwood neighborhood on Friday
that the Chicago Police were en force along Kedzie Avenue as the
trick-or-treat, costumed crowd were out a day early.
And
police were there to guide traffic to ensure that there wasn’t a sudden story
about a ghost getting run over along 115th Street by some driver who
was clueless enough not to see all the costumed kids and parents suddenly
walking all over the place.
I
do kind of wonder what these actual police would think of my niece Meira – who at
age 12 came up with some girly-type police officer costume that she ghouled up
with makeup and fangs to be a sort-of zombie. A zombie cop – complete with
handcuffs. But no police baton!
Although
in the best memory of a kid upset his costume got covered up with a heavy coat,
she was upset that the fangs she paid nearly $10 for wouldn’t stick!
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