Once again, we have had very few ghoulies or ghosties or Sith Lords or Power Rangers or princesses or much of any visitors at all. It’s 8:00pm and we have had one neighbor bring over her son, a 6 or 7-year-old ninja.

We moved into this house in 1970 when my sister was ten. There weren’t a lot of kids her age in this neighborhood even then, and now the people who live here are mostly grandparents. I’m guessing most of their children went to the mainland for college and stayed there for careers rather than moving back home after graduation. I rarely if ever see any people younger than 50 or 60 around here.

Oh well. More Butterfingers and Baby Ruth bars for us, I guess.