I was thinking about my trick or treating days and remember coming home and sorting out the candy and then dumping it into a large bowl- you know the yellow bowl of the nesting yellow, green ,red, blue bowls- and then wondered -what happened to that candy? Did I eat it? I don’t recall eating that amount of candy. I certainly didn’t have any will power, so wouldn’t have had just one candy bar a day. So maybe it wasn’t alot of candy, or maybe my mother got rid of it, or one of my brothers ate it.Yes, now I am certain of that, my brothers ate it, one or more of my three older brothers.
Halloween was never a huge event in my house. It seemed that it was just a thrown together outfit like a white sheet with holes cut for eyes -or one of those rubber masks that was too big , kept sliding off my face and made it hard to see anything as I went running along across people’s yards. We didn’t live in a neighborhood so my mother had to drive us into town and drop us off and then arranged to pick us up at a certain spot. I was never alone but went along with one or more of my brothers so I had to keep up with them. I remember when they dressed up as women which was pretty funny.
The goal though was to get as many regular sized candy bars and then to see all of the candy in that big yellow bowl. I just don’t remember eating it…. I’ll bet it was my brother , Bob.