Monday, October 30, 2017

Spookonia


It's approaching Halloween 2017, and it's again time for another scary story.

I'm not saying it's a true story. And, I'm not saying it isn't. It's downright scary. So, if you get ascared easily, better stop reading. Right now!

And, if you are not so easily escared, please proceed with caution. It's REALLY scary! As it turns out, anyway.

This goes back to a time in the US of A when kids would go out trick-or-treating on their own, unlike now when parents tag along and keep careful watch over their little world champion whatevers. And, they didn't cry out "Trick-or-Treat!", but the call was "Help the Poor!".

Young Tommy was a clever boy. It should have been a portent of things to come when our young lad had the bright idea to save steps from house to house. Rather than using the walkway to each house that leads from the sidewalk, smarty pants Tommy decided to scoot right over the lawn to the next house. He had some friends in tow, and they all followed. Unbeknownst to them one homeowner strung a wire to trip any costumed brats who might try that stunt. And, so there they were, unceremoniously tumbling head over heels, the contents of their candy bags strewn all over the lawn. [That recounting is based on an actual factual real life event one Halloween in the actual real life of your very own David D. Wronski.]

Seems there was this one house. A place which just from the look of it you wouldn't want to go in. Or, even, go by. Any day of the year. And, especially not on Halloween.

The legend is that someone — or, something — at that house was on the lookout for that one kid with the biggest bag of candy. The bag of candy would disappear under suspicious circumstances. Worst, so would the kid. Never to be seen again. At least, not in the form he, or she, was usually expected to be showing up as by those who were friendly and familiar. Well, that's how the story goes. Whether it's true ...

Talk about a stressful Halloween. As any self respecting kid will tell you, who wouldn't want a huge pile of candy? At the same time, do you want to go out trick-or-treating having to worry about whether you're the one kid with the most candy; and, therefore, the likely candidate for who knows what? Yikes!

Now, back to that Tommy boy. Yes, you guessed it. He did in fact have the biggest bag of candy. And, as fate would have it the next house he was so enthusiastically going to plunder for candy was — that's right — that house.

Fortuitously for Tommy it was going to that bad news destination when he attempted his first — and, ever one and only — short cut across the lawn. Down he went. And, all his candy. It's really hard to find candy in the dark on the lawn, if you don't know that already. So, poor boy had to make do and went on into the Halloween night with just a few handfuls of sweet treats. After all, it's not just the candy. But, the getting of the candy. The process, if you will. All those encounters with strangers. Knocking on doors at homes with no lights because you know therein lives a curmudgeon who eschews the largesse of a measly piece of candy.

So, you are asking, what's so spooky about all the aforesaid and foregoing?

Well ... When Tommy did go to that spookiest of spooky houses, what should he find. Raisins. 

Let's be clear. Raisins are delicious. They are also good for you. But Raisins on Halloween, that's like coal in your stocking for Christmas!

The horror of it was that those raisins were handed out in plastic bags, not in sealed boxes. Who knows who was handling those little dried sweet bits. Or, how. Worst ... is it just Raisins in there???

Actual photo of Tommy shortly after eating those Raisins.



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