HALLOWEEN be coming quickly.. Seems like the same stories come flooding back at this time of year.. All those stories, the scary and the fables.. Back when we were young and stupid we went out doing things to the town.. Mostly when I was in high school but also a couple years after although it lost it's fun by the time I graduated.. All those things we did in just a few short years.. From the class that put the jungle gym in the street every year, tho the caper was when they put it on the grade school roof. Not a small feat.. The year that me a friend of mine went out the week before Halloween night raiding gardens of their squishy delights (tomatoes and other pleasantries).. We had one of those big ass trash bags you put leaves in full of fun tossables.. and were set for the night.. you've heard of the all your eggs in one basket saying.. This applied here.. Sadly everything we had was in that bag.. We get less than a hundred yards into the nights events and we are at the corner of a building and set this ton of fun down and look out around the corner all sneaky and this car comes along and we say to each other that wasn't the cops.. NAH!!... Oh.. AW SHIT IT'S THE COPS.. RUN.. We both tear out running through the ally and we don't have any idea what or where to go.. I don't think ahead but just run, I get around the back through the ally around the next corner and head across the back yard of three houses diving head first through a hedge and then stop.. Why stop?? I needed to see where my friend went and he kept running, I got up and walked to a tree and hid behind it.. I wasn't caught.. Neither was my friend, as we met up just a block away from where our bag of goodies lay right there where the police were picking it up and loading it into a pick up with other contraband .. Bummer, now what do we do?? Well learned something right there.. And I thought we were going to do this, put the bag somewhere hidden and then go get our little bombs o fun and leave it there.. Oh well a fifty or greater pounds of gooie nastiness we didn't have to worry about for the rest of the night.. A lot of the Halloween nights were down right COLD.. Some kids were of the mind to retaliate against other kids that were dicks to them.. So different then than now where now you get a gun and shoot them, then we retaliated in light vandalism ways, flattening their tires, greasing their door handles, egging their windshield.. Throwing cow crap and pig shit on their cars.. All these things were deadly sure but no death ever happened (that I know of).. Then there was the year my little brother and his friends went out and me and the guy I did my big bag o fun joined them.. They ran at the tracks going across, or running just to run.. They never actually did anything.. I thought screw this and climbed up a tree and stayed there as the police ran right under me several times.. That was fun but not like it was when you did something.. Let's have fun..
Badge Henry
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