I was born November 1st, but Mother always celebrated my birthday on Halloween. She gave wonderful parties, and dressed up as witch.
Halloween is still a special day in our family. Parties! We made great plans for my 70th birthday. We would go back to Minneapolis where I was born. But on October 26th there was a knock on our door.
"Who is it?" I called to my husband.
"Trick or treaters" he replied .
"But they're way too early! I don't have anything ready." I went to the door to see who was so brash as to come five days early.
There they stood. A giant banana, a pair of large fuzzy hands with yarn dripping from the fingers, and an explorer, fully prepared to find a New World, or to circumnavigate the globe.
The great mystery is how could they still fit into the costumes we made together decades ago.
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