When we moved in to our subdivision on Amelia Island,
Florida, 11 years ago, our neighbors told us we were a “target” neighborhood
for Halloween. We learned what that means is that even though we do not have
many children who actually live in our subdivision, it is a quiet, low-traffic,
non-gated community with nice people who give treats to children on
Halloween. In other words, in the great
American tradition, we are ripe for exploitation and extracting a profit, in
this case measured in candy and other treats.
So parents figuring it’s a good deal, import their kids in vans to our
subdivision for the evening.
When I was a kid, (and I know
people hate seniors talking about the “good old days,”) those of us between say
five and 12 years old walked around our own neighborhood dressed in costumes and our neighbors played
the “Oh who is this little ghost? Is
that little Billy?” And we giggled and got a piece of candy.
Now today where I live, Halloween
has become the candy/treat extraction industry.
We know absolutely none of the kids who come to the door since they have
been imported from elsewhere by their parents, we can’t play the “Oh who is
this?” game? The kids just walk up hold
out their bag and when prompted by their parents standing in the background
mumble “say thank you,” and scoot off.
No one will really believe this
today, but our parents didn’t come with us.
The 12-year olds escorted the younger kids because everybody in the
neighborhood knew everybody else. Now
the parents transport their kids to neighborhoods where nobody knows them and I
seriously doubt some of those parents’ motives.
Last night, Halloween, four
toddlers in strollers showed up at out door pushed by their very fat parents.
(Fat, in America ,
seems to be the new “attractive” but that is a different subject.) The oldest
baby was 18 months and the youngest was sucking on a bottle of milk so it was
really young and had no idea of where it was nor what was going on. Now do you think the parents of those kids
were trying to give them an enriching holiday experience or were they looking
for a stash of candy for themselves?
Between 6:00 p.m. and 6:50 p.m. we
gave out 100 treats my wife bought, to 100 kids we did not know and who do not
live any where near us, then we turned out the lights and shut down
Halloween. I think I should add, this
time for good.