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	<title>Comments on: Halloween Reminisce</title>
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		<title>By: Richard</title>
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		<dc:creator>Richard</dc:creator>
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		<description>I grew up, and enjoyed Halloween, in a simpler, more innocent, trusting time. In the 1950s, people handed out caramel apples to the kids. Later some nut put razor blades in some and the entire practice stopped. One person ruins it for everyone. The power. It&#039;s like that for everything these days. Children can&#039;t go out alone, can&#039;t trust the people in the houses, can&#039;t trust the candy. We used to get many children, now we get a dozen, maybe, all little ones accompanied by a parent. One mom had a can of pepper spray, &quot;just in case&quot; she said. There were no time limits for me either, it was when the porch lights went out.

All of the costumes I saw last night were home made. That&#039;s a good sign, the cheesy plastic masks and such don&#039;t impress me much.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I grew up, and enjoyed Halloween, in a simpler, more innocent, trusting time. In the 1950s, people handed out caramel apples to the kids. Later some nut put razor blades in some and the entire practice stopped. One person ruins it for everyone. The power. It&#8217;s like that for everything these days. Children can&#8217;t go out alone, can&#8217;t trust the people in the houses, can&#8217;t trust the candy. We used to get many children, now we get a dozen, maybe, all little ones accompanied by a parent. One mom had a can of pepper spray, &#8220;just in case&#8221; she said. There were no time limits for me either, it was when the porch lights went out.</p>
<p>All of the costumes I saw last night were home made. That&#8217;s a good sign, the cheesy plastic masks and such don&#8217;t impress me much.</p>
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