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Halloween On Organdy Drive

Back in G-Burg we never got a whole lot of kids.  Mostly neighborhood kids, or kids from work that their folks would swing by for us to see.  Just wasn't the best neighborhood for a bunch of little kids.  Then in BFE, the Community Center would get revved up for Halloween festivities, so missed the kids then, too.  Down here at Shawshank, it is even more barren.  It's locked up so kids can't get in, and not too many Halloween type kids here anyway.  So went to Organdy Avenue where Norah lives this year.  And the difference was astounding.  Waves and waves of kids, adults, you name it walked down the street.  And in every kind of conveyance.  What a fun night.  Oh, and what is an Organdy?  They tell me it's a flower.  Like the guy said in the boat while fishing..."Hmmm."


Norah getting some coaching tips from Daddy.


Showing off her Monarch butterfly costume.


And nothing like a little pre-sugar to get you in the mood.










Down here, people don't stay in their houses, they get out on the street in front of their houses to dispense candy to the trick-or-treaters.


Like this person across the street.  Lawn chair, and candy at the ready, they are ready for the fun to begin.


Miss Norah making her 2nd Halloween appearance.


These guys were roving down the street with their John Deere Gator.


Norah wearing out.


Hundreds of people marched down the street.


Trick or treaters stop next door for their treats.


Golf carts are smart, too.



Mommy time is nice, too, for tired little Tricksters.


Yogi the Bear stopped by.



Things start to wind down around 9:00 pm.


And Norah heads home to rest.

So unlike up North where you wait for the door bell to ring, down here people tend to turn the fun into a block-party like festival.  It was pretty neat and we saw lots of clever costumes.  Definitely the place to be rather than at Shawshank.

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