What ever happened to waiting for sundown, running the streets in a crowd of nearly unidentifiable cohorts until the last porch light was extinguished around eleven or so? Where is the tremendous joy of being out at night when you were so young, it was the only night of the year you could be? And this trick-or-treating on the nearest weekend bullshit? When I was a kid and dinosaurs roamed the earth, if Halloween fell on a weeknight? Even. Better. Not just out late: out late on a school night!

You are my hero. Have been thinking the same thing for years now. Resteeming this!