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Friday, October 19, 2012

Halloween Fun may turn into Halloween Horror



 When my children were younger; we had a large, legal filing box filled with costumes. Each year new costumes were added after every holiday. There were Halloween costumes, wigs, noses, and masks; and there were school play costumes, patriotic costumes from neighborhood Fourth of July parades, and pilgrim’s costumes to celebrate our two son’s birthdays that fell during the Thanksgiving holiday.

This box grew more popular each year as the number of costumes grew. The neighborhood kids loved them as much as my own children. The costumes were used year round, even in the summer when the kids wanted to play “dress-up.” Photographs over the years have documented the fun they had.

Most of the costumes were homemade; and many of them were easy to make. We had Indian costumes complete with moccasins and feathers. Colonial costumes in red white and blue, and a British Beefeater complete with a fur-topped hat that was once worn when it was in style.


My favorite costume that every toddler in the family wore was an old white pillow case that draped over the child and fell to the ankles. Ears were tied with string to make floppy rabbit ears. A face was a round circle so the child’s face could smile through. A cotton tail was glued on the back in the appropriate spot.

This costume was harmless and funny back in the days when mom and dad took turns walking their children through friendly neighborhoods. I miss those days. Rarely do I see children in our neighborhood on Halloween. Most of them attend costume parties at their churches or schools, or the local shopping mall where store owners distribute candy. It’s a dangerous world we live in.


In today’s world, some of those imaginary goblins and monsters are real, preying on the innocent and unsuspecting. Every few weeks, a small child disappears from our neighborhoods, sometimes even plucked from their own beds while the family sleeps. We must find a way to stop this atrocity. Our children are not only the future of the world; they are our pride and joy. Each one is precious!

Evil is real. Satanic powers are real. If we are to protect the future and our children, we must find ways to eradicate evil, rather than celebrate it! 


Everyone loves being scared or pretending to be afraid of Horror shows and Haunted Houses. But does it really end there? Even here in Fort Myers there is a Zombie Festival this weekend where people dress up in gore, win prizes, and drag their half-dead bodies through the streets. Hundreds of people look forward to participating in it, but it’s not my “cup of tea.” I only hope the influence of that evening will not reap negative consequences.

Have a safe Halloween everyone.


2 comments:

  1. Hey, mom cute photos. I have to say, though, I like Zombies and don't see any connection between Halloween fun and violence. I'd much rather run into a bloody Zombie than some of the intolerant people that want to impose their beliefs and opinions on others. Violence is usually related to poverty, ignorance and sometimes those with means that pray upon the less fortunate through judging and a lack of empathy. Halloween is just fun and dates back to the harvest festivals that celebrated the end of a great crop. Lighten up a little, mama. ;)

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  2. I think you may have misinterpreted what I meant or I didn't say it well. I'm not suggesting those activities cause the violence, but that "creeps" and "perverts" often use these events to hide in the shadows, waiting for their opportunity to strike an innocent child, etc.

    We had a recent incident here where a 10 year old girl was walking with her two year old sister down their street, and a man stopped in his car and took the 10 year old while the two year old watched. Luckily, the older girl kicked, screamed, etc. and the guy finally gave up. I'm getting spooked by all the young girls that are being kidnapped and killed.

    Under the cover of darkness or disguise, the opportunities for this are even greater. Sooo I'm a worry wart -- can't help it!

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