
Sign of the carnival of mirth;
Through the dun fields and from the glade
Flash merry folk in masquerade,
For this is Hallowe'en!
This picture is actually what I have on my desktop and it makes me smile all the time. It isn't from the original animated Charlie Brown episode but it pretty much captures the whole idea of the "Great Pumpkin" and the essence of Halloween in "Peanuts-ville". Often I think back of Halloweens that have gone by and remember how my daughter would mark off on our calendar when her favorite Halloween specials would be airing. Of course the" real world" had to be navigated around these auspicious occasions! No one wanted to miss
"The Great Pumpkin" no matter how many times you had seen it before. These were definitely the finer days of Halloween with my kids...the anticipation, the t.v. shows and the choosing of the most important treat for the occasion! I remember sitting at home alone waiting on the visitors who came knocking while the kids went out into the night with their dad, who by the way was also dressed up, in pursuit of that coveted sweet
treasure synonymous with Halloween. When they would return to show us their bounty it was a scramble to keep their dad from stealing the best chocolate bars for himself.....the kids would always win! Often we would have warm cider waiting and a bowl of popcorn mixed with m&m's (the best way to eat popcorn). Dad would pop in a VHS of their favorite Halloween story, usually "Sleepy Hollow" and we would wind down the evening as a family. Traditions are hard
to forget and often bring a smile and a tug at the heart. I love this time of year and dive into it with a new sense of purpose as I watch my grandkids dressing up and excited and the parents who were once those same young kids enjoy the moment and scramble to get the chocolate candy bars. I see "The Great Pumpkin" through their eyes now and it is still the same as it was with their parents. Time marches on but Halloween still creates a magic that never leaves, just grows......
I remember when I was young that it would take me months to figure out who I wanted to be for Halloween. My friends and I would start setting our claims to certain characters very early so not to copy one another. After all it was VERY important to be one of a kind! My favorite costume was always the one I (actually mom) would make from odds and ends around the house.
It felt like I had been given a special wish when my mom would let me go through her costume jewelry and closet. There was this one Halloween that I REALLY wanted to be a gypsy...Gypsies were very big in the '50's. My mom had the most perfect skirt and tons (well I thought tons) of beads. She also had this very sparkly scarf that was often used as a shawl that she would wrap around my head. I looked so good! Dad came home from the "Five and Dime" with a small tambourine which was "JUST PERFECT" and I was ready to flaunt my stuff and collect a ton of goodies in the process! My bestest friend Marsha came over and much to my dismay she too was dressed as a gypsy. She had thought about being a witch but her mom talked her into the gypsy cause she had more funny clothes to chose from....Oh well so I guess now I had a caravan instead of the "Lone Gypsy"!
You would see all your buddies or think you knew who they were...some of the costumes were amazing! There was never fear of anyone getting hurt or poisoned...Halloween was magical! My own children got to enjoy some of that magic when they were young. We tried to keep it alive. I still remember the smells and sounds of my childhood, I wonder if they do too. What is your fondest memory of "Halloween?"
I can remember back in 1966 being dropped off at the small theater in Gresham, Oregon with my younger brother in tow to watch "The Ghost and Mister Chicken".
Since I had already grown up with Don Knotts as my favorite deputy sheriff from Mayberry I was eagerly anticipating some serious laughter from this movie. Not only was it going to be a comedy but a "spooky" comedy!
wonderful old theater with my kid brother but it did tap into those memories and nostalgia took over. It sure does do the spirit good when such happy memories surface and a smile slowly creeps across your face and even stays for a while in reflection.....Thanks Don Knotts!
Okay I admit it I am an old movie buff....I am a charter member to "American Movie Classics" and I love the "Turner Classic Movies" as well. What is my all time favorites though are the early "ghost" story type movies, like "The Uninvited" from 1944 starring Ray Milland and Ruth Hussey. This movie still gets my adrenalin pumping and has my skin tingling in anticipation of being scared.
There is no blood and guts or spectacular special effects it is just good old black and white movie magic, and it works! There was one old movie that starred Bob Hope that I loved, "The Ghost Breakers". It was a great funny ghost romp from the 1940's and then it was later made into a movie with Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis called "Scared Stiff".
Both movies were full of laughs and scary moments that kept you thoroughly entertailed. I enjoy old fashion ghost stories, ones without blood and gore...I just want to be scared not made ill! I felt very lucky to have grown up with the "old" Hollywood and the black and white movie genre. Black and white movies give one a feel of "spooky" without really trying.
"The Lady in White" with Lukas Haas. This movie is full of our childhood fantasies of what Halloween and spooky pranks can do to our imaginations. It is tense and sad but yet it gives you a sense of peace at the end. It mixes the scariness of an old ghost story with the horrors of a true life monster that lives around us. Fantastic movie! Share some of your own favorites here. We all need to add to our "ghostly" movie lists!

But why? How does the broom tie in with the myth of potion-brewing hags?The origins of the association go back much further than the 15th century, into the dark recesses of history, when pagans worshipped openly across Europe. In this early religion, brooms were powerful symbols of fertility. In addition, before important ceremonies brooms would have been used to sweep out an area of worship, both physically and mystically.
of popular mythology. Folklore also held that witches avoided persecution by disguising wands, the focus of their infernal powers, as common and inconspicuous brooms. Brooms might also be used as a receptacle to harbor spirits. Obviously, brooms held no real power, but witches in fact used them as a symbol of their faith.Beware.
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I honestly believe that anyone who has a thing for spooky and the spirit world has had to have used an "OUIjI" board at one time or another....While I was growing up they were a MAJOR taboooo and forbidden to ever cross the doorway into our home. My mother swore they were a direct link to Satan (who?)....now how would she know that unless....yea! My mom must have been caught using one by her mother and believe me when I tell you that my grandmother had a more powerful link to Satan than any Ouigi board ever could!!!! She was not a nice person! Any who, so have any of you ever used one. I have and they are a blast until you get some numb-skull that likes to push the little gizmo around instead of letting the"unknown" powers do it.
My first experience with an Ouigi board was when I was at the ripe old age of 10 and I was at my friend Marsha's sleep over. Of course the board was actually her older sister Julie's but we borrowed it anyway. Now how many ten year old's do you know that really understand the happenings of such a device....not to darn many. All we manage to to do that night was scare each other into not sleeping and jumping at every little sound...Good Times!
and at an honest to heaven seance that I was able to grasp the full impact of that silly little board. I left that seance with a new found respect for the Ouiji board and the "hereafter" from then on....I wonder if I should put an "Ouiji" board on my Christmas list and have a sleep over. After all my house is thoroughly and completely haunted! At least with their"invited" presence I wouldn't have to make extra snacks!
I think we all believe in a bit of the supernatural...Well I know I do! Heck my husband and I live in it! This old store that we call home is frequently visited by one spirit in particular, we call her Mary. Mary is of the singing variety of spirits, ghosts, spectres whatever....and we often are woken up to one of her strange melodies as she wanders around the old store in the middle of the night. I remember one time she came up behind me when I was doing laundry and started singing. Well I can honestly say that it took me awhile to peel my clothes off the ceiling! We've gotten use to her though and at times find her humorous. Our cats, not so much! They still avoid certain areas in this old place and spit and snarl at thin air...
intrigue and of course the occasional death or body snatching. I grew up with a whole other concept of electricity, colored liquids and bubbling tubes and an ooze that could take over the world. High pitched screams, creaking doors and agonizing moans were not only expected but I sat in wait for them. Even organ
music makes my head dance with the images of spirits spiraling through a vast decaying room in a dark and foreboding mansion or castle. Women were always the victims (boy how times have changed) and the prettier they were it seemed their IQ dropped. I miss the old tyme Actors that created these life long matinee friends. Boris Karloff, Lon Chaney Jr. and BelaLugosi. It seems that they not only immortalized
these monsters but they created pretty big shoes to fill. Thank God for the Steven Spielberg's of our generation who were able to capture some of that old tyme Saturday Matinee magic and create a world for our children to get lost in......I still look under my bed at night before hitting the sack, "how about you"?

If you honestly think about it a persons laugh can say an awful lot about the person and what their personality is like....A robust and loud laugh tells you that this is a person who loves life and isn't afraid to show it. A snicker says, I'm a bit insecure and not sure if this is a good time to laugh but it's really funny!
Now what about a cackle???? I think all of us associate a cackle with a witch, or that of a hen who has just laid an egg, right? Well I am here to tell you I CACKLE and I am neither a witch or a hen...I just cackle. I am proud of my cackle, I have worked years to perfect it. Now I might have borrowed some of my "cackle" nuances from the experts like "the Wicked Witch of the West" and Snow Whites Stepmother, but I would say that most of it comes from me.
Sometimes when I hear myself I begin to ponder...is there a bit of the ol' witch residing inside me???? I mean after all, I do have six brooms in my house along with three neurotic cats??? Hm-m-m-mmm? Maybe there is more to me than I know? What about you...do you cackle?????
In the past, the word "jack-o-lantern" was used to describe the mysterious and inexplicable floating light seen at night, usually in swampy areas. In the US they were known as "will-o-the-wisp", "corpse light" in England, "witch fire" in Africa, and "fox fire" in Ireland.
of the cross on it. The cross made the devil powerless and therefore could not escape. When Jack died, Heaven did not let him in because he was far too greedy during his life on Earth. Hell also denied him because of his trickery, which infuriated Satan. Jack was eating a turnip when the devil threw him a lit coal. He picked up the coal and placed it into the turnip, creating a lantern for him to use as he wandered the earth. Therefore, jack-o-lantern means "Jack of the Lantern."


We brought our own kids up with a tradition of watching this on Halloween while we drank apple cider and munched ourselves into popcorn comas.
I am now hoping that I can share the experience and story of "Icabod Crane" and the "Headless Horseman" with my own grandchildren. 
Trick'O'Treating, like Halloween, can be traced back to All Souls Day, a long time ago. All the poor people would go out at night to people's homes begging and the people would give them treats called soul cakes. After a while of this happening, times changed and the children became the beggars. As they went to different houses, they would be given fruit, bread, and maybe money. Now, when the custom came to America, the children would be given candy to prevent the people from being tricked. It was tradition that if a person did not give the child candy, the child would play a trick on them, such as egging their house.


My favorites were the "Alfred Hickok" and "Edgar Allen Poe" series. I remember lying awake all night after reading, turning every common household noise into a 300 page thriller! My imagination would run amok! Marcia and I swore we could hear hearts thumping, hands creeping and the proverbial ghost shrieking through the halls. I wouldn't change a thing! I loved being a kid, especially a kid whose fondness for all things Halloween has only enhanced her imagination the older she has gotten....BOO!
HOT MULLED CIDER
1/2 c. brown sugar
1 tsp. whole allspice
1 tsp. whole cloves
1/4 tsp. salt
Dash of ground nutmeg
3 inches stick cinnamon
2 qt. apple juice
Orange slices