When I was young my mother wasn’t big on Halloween. She thought it was against religious beliefs. Once again, I did not and still do not believe her. I do not like the grim reaper and the sexy costumes for little girls and a multitude of costumes I don’t like. However, I have donned some cute, scary and stupid costumes through the years.
Forty two years ago I dressed as Aunt Jamima with the help of my neighbor. It seems to me that it took days to get my facial make up off.


I remember going to house parties dressed up. I remember year before last going to a Halloween party at a club that Fran and I belong to. It was to be held the day after Halloween for some reason. So I dressed up as a deer hunter in Fran’s hunting clothes. I was the only one dressed up when I walked in the club!! I was so embarrassed, I wanted the floor to open up for me, hunting outfit and all. It seems that my life has been periodically quite full of these little experiences that are quite memorable. After that I have periodically wondered if that was just a little "joke" on Lu Anne!

Mark just told me how he loves that I dress up. I loved that about you, too.
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