October 31st Every Year.

I think Halloween is my favorite holiday. I do not know why. Maybe it is the time of the year when I can scare my wife without fear of retribution. No, that can’t be it, I still receive the retribution. Maybe it’s because I can still hear a story in my head that my evil sister, let’s call her “Pam”, used to tell me…...

When my parents would go out for the evening, which thankfully was not very often, they would leave me with Pam. She would entertain me with stories. (Man, I wish there had been cable when I was young.) The one story that sticks in my mind even today is of the mass murderer that lived in Wisconsin. (We lived way to close to Wisconsin.) She would describe in great detail, to this impressionable 7 year old, how this evil man would take his curved blade knife, cut into people’s attics, wait until they were asleep, then kill them, strip their skin, and make lamp shades out of them. The story would always have a long pause where she would ask “Did you hear that noise?” Of course I heard the noise in the attic, and at seven, I was 100% sure that by morning I would be a “lamp shade”. Great! No sleep for me. My parents always wondered why I was so happy to see them.

Maybe this story will give insight to my family why I like scaring people. Thanks Pam, you made Halloween real for me, and I look forward to it every year.

By the way, I got the last laugh several times. (Future postings) But, I still have problems turning on a lamp at night, and I still hear noises in the attic.