Millions of people consider Halloween to be one of the high holy days of the year, and not just the kids who collect candy in the neighborhood. Dressing up in costumes hasn’t interested me for years, but that doesn’t stop the Halloween industry.
In the thirties the industry hadn’t gotten off the ground, and from Louie’s stories there wasn’t much need for buying costumes. The neighborhood kids figured out everything they needed to do. A couple of months ago Louie had another letter about his Halloween pranks. This one tops the windmill story.
What fun it would have been to be a fly on the wall when Bob came home that night. There’d be no hiding what fun took place earlier that evening.
Back in the “Good old days” when we didn’t have indoor plumbing we utilized the old reliable “outhouse”
These were to the rear of each home, usually two seater, in case you liked company I guess.
Each also usually had a Sears and Roebuck catalog available for convienuant (sp?) use, whatever. Some people have a saying, one day at a time – this was one page at a time.
On halloween night the mean game of the local neighbor was to play “Tip-the-can” or tip over the outhouse. Continue reading