Can’t face the little trick-or-treaters tonight, so the front lights will be off. They’re mostly small Asian (Korean, Chinese, sometimes Vietnamese) in store-bought costumes with their proud parents hanging back just to make sure no harm comes to them in this strange American ritual.
Bless their hearts. They’re not paranoid.
Always remind me of going out in old, tattered clothes as a hobo (as the “homeless” were called in the 1950s) and the year I used two boxes to make a robot outfit, then ran out of silver paint to make it just right. Worked well in the dark however.
Have fun out there kids. Watch out for cars.