My Favorite Halloween
My favorite Halloween was when I was eight years
old. My best friend, Julie was two years older than I was, but we got along so well. Our mothers were best friends, as
were my sister and Julie's sister, so we all got together every Halloween for Julie and I to go trick-or-treating
I forget what Julie was that year. I want to say a hobo. I was The Little Mermaid. I had my costume especially made
so that my tail went off to the side due to a string that was attached to the tail at one end, and a bracelet at the other
Anyway, Julie and I went trick-or-treating with our mothers, and we got a lot of candy. We got all the good stuff.
We got to this one old lady’s house. My sister, my friend Lisa, and I had previous problems with her because we used
to let my dog go to the bathroom by her mailbox. She had gotten so angry with us, so my sister, Lisa, and I had written a
nasty anonymous note and put it in her mailbox. She ended up calling the cops and sending them to Lisa’s house. I was
in Lisa’s room laughing so hard. Lisa wanted me to come down and talk to the cops with her, but I couldn’t. We
got away with it, but I’m pretty sure the lady knew it was us even though Lisa said it wasn’t.
Now, getting back to the old lady on that particular Halloween. She was really nice to Julie and I. I don’t
think she recognized me. My string to my costume got caught somehow, and she didn’t know it was part of my costume,
so the old lady broke it to get me fee from the tangle. Now that I think back on it, I wonder if she did that to get back
at me. I doubt it, but it made me think. Heh, heh.
Later, during our trick-or-treating, Julie and I got to this one house. The man of the house opened the door. Julie
had a habit that Halloween of thanking people for using AT&T. It was AT&T’s catchphrase that year. She said
to the man after he gave us our candy, “thank you for using AT&T.”
The man replied, “I don’t use AT&T.”
I replied, “well then thank you for not using AT&T.”
Julie thought that was the funniest thing.
It was something so little, but at the same time, I’ll always remember that one night in my mind.
I also remember Julie's sister asking me if I got a lot of loot from my trick-or-treating. I told her I did, and she
Unfortunately, the pictures from that night are stored away with the rest of the hundreds of pictures my family has. I’ll
have to try to find one. However, I leave you with a picture of us (from around the same year) that I managed to find a while
ago. I'm in the polka-dots, and Julie is in purple.
Julie died on July 3rd, 1993 when her bike got hit by moving van. It was one of the most heartbreaking
times of my life. I guess that is why such a small memory of that one Halloween means so much to me. I’ll never forget
Julie, and I will certainly never forget my favorite Halloween.