The Best And Worst Trick Or Treat Halloween Houses To Visit Or Avoid Growing Up.

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Memorable treats you got climbing up front steps, trying not to trip in a mask you could barely see out off, on to porches when the light came on and every one hollered trick or treat.

halloween headless horseman Remember them? Anyone trying to throw a dryer than dust popcorn ball carbon dated to many years BC, or a bruised heavily small apple was a place I made a mental note to avoid next year trick or treating.

The older ladies, sisters named Chamberlain on the corner of Court and Franklin Avenue that made fresh donuts I never forgot stand out in my head.

Those donuts that had just hopped out of the fryer, made from scratch. Sugared, handed to you on a platter to pick your favorite kind.

Along with a mug of hot chocolate or apple cider were a pair of ladies that went all out. You had to cruise in to the living room of the grand Federal style home to partake of the goodies, but they made the effort.

The worse trick or treat event was a guy hammered, three sheets to the wind snot hanging drunk I believe the technical term of his condition. He had no candy, reeked like a brewery of stale rot gut something like sterno strained through bread. And he did not want us to leave without treats as it dawned on him slowly the goblins were on his front porch because it was Halloween.

So he leads us and we follow, about twelve of us marching back in to the kitchen.

Handing us hamburger helper, tuna helper, boxes of cereal and cans of beans, cream style corn to go.

Kerploped in our sacks so we got something. A kid eight years old is not craving cream style corn or lima beans as a treat to eat. Or to trade the next day when you took inventory with your friends in daylight, without the mask on to see what did you actually get marauding the neighborhoods. Surveying your loot, the spoils of tramping all over town. Halloween, only snowed once I can remember and be safe. Watch out for the little goblins, witches, warlocks, monsters roaming your streets this sunday night. Maine, all the properties prices are so low you feel you got a deal, a treat. You did.

I'm Maine REALTOR, Broker Andrew Mooers

Comments (3)

Roy Kelley
Realty Group Referrals - Gaithersburg, MD

Thanks for sharing your memories. I hope that today's kids will have memories as good as yours.

 Blooming in Maryland and life is good.

Oct 28, 2010 08:19 AM
Ernie Steele
Berkshire Hathaway HomeServices Homesale Realty - Lebanon, PA
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Andy, back in the 50's, The most popular place in our rounds every year was an old lady @ the corner of 10th & Poplar who actually handed every kid a dime...Next day, Beatties store was overrun with kids buying 10 cents worth of penny candy...Enjoy the day.

Oct 28, 2010 08:29 AM
Andrew Mooers | 207.532.6573
Northern Maine Real Estate-Aroostook County Broker

Roy...Merci beaucoup.

Ernie....A dime was silver, worth something in the 1950's. I remember someone give our money, cans of soda were cool. The folks that worked hard to stuff the little orange and black bags with the witch on a broom that had a variety of stuff were neat too. They took the effort and you remembered them year after year. I remember places that had multiple steps..and was it worth the climb, going to businesses with my kids for neat treats. And one guy in neighborhood behind me who worked for a candy delivery outfit who could get movie size candy you could not buy in stores. That place was mobbed. Have a great Halloween.

Oct 28, 2010 11:07 AM