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Started way back in the 1990s. That what happens when you have 4-kids spanning a 17-year age gap. The only reason I am not contending 27-years is that I think I had a 3-year gap when Matthew was around 8 and no longer needed I to take him around. Then, in 2003 Devanee came around. I have taken kids trick-or-treating in: New Ipswich, Greenville, Temple, Nashua, Gilford and Alton. I can honestly claim, that in 1992, I established trick-or-treating on Route 45 (the shortest marked highway in the U.S.) between Greenville and Temple. This was rural, with minimum 4-acre lots. Houses were far apart and at the end of long (often steep) driveways. You went from house-to-house by car. If you walked you would, at best, in 2-hours, get to 5 houses. So, nobody had done trick-or-treating on that road.
Danielle was three and Route 45 was the nearest road to us. So, I took her, in a Jeep, trick-or-treating. Nobody was expecting trick-or-treaters. It never had been done. Some were very embarrassed and distressed. There were offers of money and dollar bills put into her pail. Others rummaged around. She got a lot of apples — this being prime apple orchard country. But, universally, there was a consensus that we had to come back next year and that they would be ready. And they were. We had fun.
Up until 4pm today I was not 100% sure that I would not be going out. She could still have changed her mind. She didn’t.
I must confess I was glad we didn’t have to go out today. It was raining quite heavily — though the temperature was blamy, in the mid-60s. We would have got soaked.
So, that is that. No more trick-or-treating.
We had two kids, from the same family, turn up. That was it.
But, this year we had more Halloween decorations than ever before — including our first inflatable. I have feeling that that is going to be the new trend. No more trick-or-treating but more decorations.