{"id":7118,"date":"2013-10-31T15:34:18","date_gmt":"2013-10-31T19:34:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/allin\/?p=7118"},"modified":"2013-10-31T15:34:18","modified_gmt":"2013-10-31T19:34:18","slug":"listening-post-haunting-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/allin\/2013\/10\/31\/listening-post-haunting-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Listening Post: haunting memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

I live on a back road outside Potsdam and my few neighbors are all of a “certain age.” So Halloween has been off the radar for many years. I don’t think I’ve seen a goblin at my door in this millennium. It’s astonishing how a red-letter date on the calendar of young kids, and the parents of young kids, can become just another day.<\/p>\n

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Old school Halloween. Can you spot Martha Foley?<\/p><\/div>\n

I grew up in the village though, part of a fractious tribe of kids that knew every backyard shortcut in town, and had an alarming tendency to sneak out of the house at night. My parents would hand out candy to about 400 kids every Halloween. I would bring home, it seemed, my weight in goodies each year–only to plow through the trove day after day until by Thanksgiving I was down to the dreaded licorice and gumballs. I was also, I must confess, a bit of a JD and abused toilet tissue, eggs, firecrackers, and the patience of my neighbors.<\/p>\n

It’s my impression that kids are on a tighter leash nowadays, with more planned and chaperoned events, and more store-bought costumes taking the place of the traditional free-for-all. According to my father’s tales, it was even wilder when he was a kid. For example, by the morning of All Souls Day, most of the outhouses in his neighborhood would be tipped on their sides. He said my grandfather tried to circumvent this practice one year with anchor bolts set in concrete, but this only brought out the hacksaws.<\/p>\n

What are you up to this Halloween? What are your favorite treats–and tricks? Don’t be scared to tell your story in a comment below.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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