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Bonnie D Tharp • October 17, 2020

One of my favorite times of the year.

When we were little, Halloween was magical. It was the night that we got to dress up and be someone else, a princess, a superhero, a cat, a ghost, a robot, anything you could create you could be. Make-up and accessories like swords and magic wands were enchanting. Sometimes just wearing a mask that covered your face like Zorro was enough to feel mysterious.

We used up Mom's tin foil and borrowed dresses and hats from our parents. We'd paint on mustache's, make our own crowns (again with foil), and if the right sized boxes were in the garage they might make us into a space ship or a train car that would accommodate one or more passengers. Paint and masking tape were used liberally, as were imaginations!

Pillow cases were our candy bags and the elderly neighbors spent the day making us each homemade popcorn balls that were sticky and crunchy. After our legs were too tired to take us anywhere but home we'd sit down at the kitchen table and sort our booty, trade the items we didn't like with our siblings, and eat until our parents made us stop. Hopefully before a stomach ache set in.

The holiday has changed over the years, due to people who added dangerous things to our candy, like pins and pills. There is a special place in hell for people who harm children and animals. Just saying. There was a uptick in parties where the parents supplied the refreshments and knew they were safe. Then when going door-to-door became an iffy proposition, the mall stores gave out candy to kids in costumes and the churches had trick-or-trunk with parishioners providing treats and decorating their cars for the kids.

This year we hide from an invisible foe, a pandemic that has killed hundreds of thousands of all ages. People wear masks every day to protect others and we distance ourselves to protect ourselves and others.

How is a kid supposed to go out in costume on the spookiest night of the year and not worry that the person in front of them didn't wash their hands and the candy might be unsafe? How is a mom supposed to not fear that the candy giver is asymptomatic and doesn't even realize they've endangered our children. How does a kid have fun on Halloween this year?

I'm not sure, but we will have to all use our imaginations. We can dispense candy with gloves on. We can slide the candy down a tube into the waiting goodie bag. We can create little goody bags with candy inside and once they are gone, the porch light goes off and you are done.

Will there even be any trick-or-treaters? Personally, I love to see the little ones with their whiskers drawn on and a tail pinned in the back of their jammies. Or a hero with a table cloth cape and long underwear under his snow boots and ski goggles over his eyes. A couple of years ago, one of the bigger boys in the neighborhood dressed up as a commode, with boxes and an actual toilet seat where you could add the candy to a bucket attached. It cracked me up so much I added it to my last book.

Bless and keep you all safe, and enjoy the holiday with your children.

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The third Sunday of each month, from May through October, Historical Cowtown Museum admission is FREE. Local authors will be present in the large banquet room (beside the entrance). There's books available in many different genre's: science fiction, fantasy, family fiction, romantic suspense, historical fiction, Christian testimonials, children's books, and so much more. I hope you'll come and see us, enjoy the Historical Cowtown Museum, and find your next good book to read. Other vendors will be on the grounds to sell food, crafts, artwork, and jewelry. Best wishes to all!
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By Bonnie D Tharp December 17, 2021
Driving around looking at the lovely holiday decorations is fun. You're snuggled warm in your car and hopefully someone is with you to join in the "ooo ahh" chorus. It's much more fun with friends. During the holidays not everyone is having fun. There's so much going on which can be stressful. We are acutely aware of the loved ones who are gone and feel their absence. Many of our nation's people are struggling with illness, food insecurities, homelessness, and financial difficulties. All the pretty lights won't fix those issues, but for a little while we can find joy. When a Christmas song comes on the radio or is being broadcast in a store, it lifts my heart. I want to dance and sing along, just like I did when I was small. I find my gift desires run to experiences instead of objects. The joy of something lovely to eat or drink and friends/family to share it with. Laying under the decorated Christmas tree, looking through the branches, absorbing all of the color and shine. Those were great memories and magical times. Grandmother had a silver tree and the revolving colored disc which lit up red, blue, orange, and green. In the fifties that was magical and amusing to watch. It's cool that a new generation is discovering them again. For the real tree purists, the led light options are nearly countless. And, no, strings of lights still get tangled and end up being frustrating to sort out. But once they are on the tree, it is transformed. The light I miss, is the light in the eyes of my grandsons or my son when they were small. They made the holidays such a pleasure. May you all share in the light of hope, love, and peace.
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