Halloween!!!!!

I have to say that I never really cared much for Halloween.
I think it goes all the way back to my first one. My mother
said to me, "Pami, how can you remember that far back?"
BUT, she knew I did because she also remembered the times
I was talking about.

Being born in a coal mining "patch" town, and since we
moved down the road when I was two years old, I had to
be VERY little to remember the "DREADED PUMPKIN!"

I can still see my sisters and brother and one of his friends
standing in the doorway of the living room. All of a sudden
this very large, lit up orange thing with cut out teeth and a
hideous face appeared in the window!!!

Little did I know it was a pumpkin that one of my brother's
friends was holding in the window to scare his little
sister to death! Screaming, screaming, ...this began my
dislike for Halloween!