I didn’t grow up celebrating Halloween. Well, not in the normal sense anyway. My parents would take all of us children (did I mention before that I’m 1 of 9?!") out for pizza and then give us candy before bringing us home, having missed the trick or treaters that surely would have passed by our house on our small New Hampshire town’s hayride.

I didn’t really think much of it, as it was all I knew. I got candy and didn’t even have to work for it! But it has creating a bit of a curmudgeon in me when it comes to Halloween