I miss them.

No kids anymore, but every local bar is having a costume party tonight for the grown-ups.

Song remembered from grade school, a propos of nothing particular to this thread. Just remembering childhood - my own and my son's.

Hallowee-ee-een, the witches flying high.
Have you see-ee-een their shadows in the sky.
So beware, don't you dare
even boast or a ghost to your dismay will hear you say
I don't care. Say a prayer
Or it may come and
Pull - your - hair!