Sunday, October 28, 2018

Halloween








Halloween is only a few days away.  This year like last year I won't be participating in Halloween. 

That's right, no candy for the kiddies.  No costumes for me.  Not that I wouldn't like to participate, I do.  But this year, as in years past I haven't been invited to any Halloween parties. Oh I know, poor me.  Actually, I'm just too old and too busy and too tied to my regular routine.  

When I was a kid I used to eagerly look forward to Halloween and the whole trick or treat tradition. I was lucky in that I lived in a small town with a lovely street (Washington Avenue) with family homes ideal for trick or treating.  

At that time in my life my family lived in a second floor apartment on Washington Avenue.  This was the Fifties.  When we begged for candy, it meant something because we were POOR.  Yes, really poor so any candy we got was appreciated. 

Now you probably will find this hard to believe, knowing how butch I am now but when I was a little kid I used to love Halloween because I got a chance to dress up in a dress.  My ideal dress was a Scarlett O'Hara type ball gown.  Oh yes, that was little femme "Ronnie", gay when I didn't even know what gay meant.  Thankfully that period of my life didn't last too long, the wanting to wear women's clothes not that there is anything wrong with that.  But folks, that's not me,  I prefer Wranglers.  I like being a male and all things male. I can appreciate the beauty of women and their clothes, remember I wanted to be a fashion designer.  But the life of a drag queen wasn't for me.  

So this year at Halloween I will just be an observer. If some of  you are participating, I wish you all a fabulous Halloween celebration. Watch out for werewolf and ghouls.  And especially watch out for the one monster that scares me to this day, Frankenstein's monster.  Man, I've never gotten over that one.



13 comments:

Harry Hamid said...

Happy Halloween, even if you are voluntarily sidelined. I am too. I always like the decorations, though!

Jon said...

Fortunately there are no trick or treaters out here in the woods where I live - - but I have no doubt there are ghosts and witches....Halloween is my favorite time of year, but the older I get the more I appreciate spending it quietly at home.
And this year I don't feel much like celebrating because my sweet cat Scruffy died last Friday. I really miss her.

Larry Meredith said...

Ron,

I have dressed as a female on the occasional halloween. In fact, one year in grade school I went as a witch and won the prize for ugliest and mother year I went as a woman and won for prettiest.

Lar

Ron said...

I like the decorations too Harry! In fact, I have a lot of decorations in my storage room downstairs. Maybe one of these years I'll bring them out and display them. But it seems every year Halloween just catches up with me before I can get in the mood to drag all those decorations out. I do like the holidays each year though.
Ron

Ron said...

Oh Jon, I am so sorry your Scruffy died. When you mentioned in your blog she wasn't eating I feared the worst. Larry has been through this so many times. He knows the signs of imminent death of a cat. On the Halloween, I would love to see the look on your face if some trick or treaters cams knocking at your door in the darkness of the night. DON'T ANSWER THAT DOOR JON!

Ron said...

I believe it Larry! You have a knack for Halloween costumes. I still remember the year you won a prize at the West Chester parade for your Mr. Peanut costume.
Ron

Joel Reisteter said...

Halloween was never my thing past the age of 15. Trick or Treat was fun at age 12, but quickly petered out. The only revival of that was about 25 years ago, when I attempted to dress as a woman for a Halloween/drag party at The Candida's in Allentown, Pa. (a gay bar) I didn't really impress anyone in a positive manner.

Raybeard said...

When I was growing up and still later although we knew the word 'Hallowe'en' no one indulged in costumes and candlelit-pumpkins, and certainly no 'trick or treat'. It was only when I moved to Oxford in 1975 that I became aware of some of the trappings of the occasion, probably because there having been an American airbase nearby. Now it's grown hugely nationwide into a big industry, and though I don't mind people having a bit of fun, as long as it's not invasive into other people's lives, it's really something I could happily do without seeing all around. (Bah! Humbug!)

Ron said...

I can't imagine you dressing as a woman Joel!

Ron said...

Ray,
Sometimes I think I'm turning into a "Bah humbug" old man. Hopefully not!
Ron

Joel Reisteter said...

It was a dare from a friend. It really didn't work out for me, the "dare" failed.

Ron said...

Sometimes it works out that way Joel. I did it once a few years ago during an Olde Time photo shoot. You'll notice, I've never posted those pictures of me in a dance hall girl costume. Might sometime in the future though. Maybe.

Linda said...

Happy Halloween Ron and Bill! I decorate for Halloween and still give out candy, although we only had three children come to the door last year. Halloween was my Mother's birthday, she died last year at the age of 102 and almost 7 months. Bittersweet day, Ron.

I am taking my best friend for her biopsy today. Then later will be watching classic Horror movies. Take care