What’s your favorite Halloween memory?

This time of year is special to many people. With decorations, colors, and parties many of us tend to remember some of the special moments when we celebrated at Halloween. As one of the members of the OCLC-CoG Public Information Team I wanted to share one of my favorite memories of Halloween.

One of the first Halloween’s I remember my parents and I were living in Bangor, ME. I still remember the colors of trees as they changed color from green to orange, gold and crimson. Those colors are still vivid in my mind, along with the sweet scent of fall in the air. My mother made me a clown costume so I could go ‘trick-or-treating’ with my friends. That memory pales in comparison to the memory of my dad making chili.  I came home from school and he was standing at the stove. The house smelled wonderful! I treasure the moments I got to spend with my dad – as a pilot in the Air Force he didn’t get much time at home. So, seeing my dad standing in the kitchen…making his home-made chili to warm us up on a cold Halloween Day is a very special memory for me.


What is your favorite Halloween memory? Was it a favorite costume? Maybe, it was a party with your close friends? Maybe a trip to the grave yard? We would love to hear from you and know what is YOUR favorite Halloween memory?


5 thoughts on “What’s your favorite Halloween memory?

  1. My favorite Halloween memories are watching my Avo make pumpkin arroz doce and caramel apples. I dressed as a witch (every year) and my “Vampire Dad” would take me trick-or-treating. It’s one of the best childhood memories I have.


  2. Camille

    My favorite Halloween memory is trick or treating with my daughter. She was 3 years old and dressed up as Cookie Monster. We lived in Denver, Colorado at the time and it started to snow, while we stood under a street light and the snow flakes were huge and we could see their lacy designs as they fell.


  3. We lived in the country where trick or treating wasn’t possible. Everyone, including the adults, would dress up and attend our neighbor’s Halloween party where they’d created a haunted house in their barn. There was even dunking for apples.


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