One of my last trick-or-treaters was a boy who looked too old, maybe 14 or 15. I thought he might be handicapped. He had a mask that completely hid his face, even his eyes, and he stared at my right elbow, not saying anything. He was tall and thin, so unlikely to have Downs.

So I addressed him, saying "Do you like chocolate?" He continued to stare at my right elbow, thought for a long time, and finally said, "Yuh." Then I gave him his handful of Hershey's chocolate kisses.