HAPPY HALLER-WEEN !!

Here we have a little Halloween rebel, 1958: Miss Barbara, ready to trick-or-treat with her brother Pat and the O'Brien boys from next door. How she hated those plastic masks. It didn't bother her one bit to trick-or-treat with no mask, and her raincoat covering her costume.

Two years later, my brother Pat wore this outrageous mask.

For 1960, it was pretty scary.

The rest of the story is, my mother answered the door on Halloween for several

years, wearing this mask. She'd fling the door open and scare the kids!

Halloween, 1993. Haller kids in their homemade costumes.

Mark's pirate costume was probably the only costume I ever purchased.

I ascribed to

"go find some stuff in the dress-up box."

Little Ari, two years ago, with a jack-o-lantern grin.

We were visiting a farm to pick out pumpkins.

Such fun.

Not a big fan of Halloween ... but have a good night wherever you are!