The costumes, the candy, the creepiness; October 31 is wicked-good fun.

I am going to miss the Halloween parade this year. The first time ever. The first time my children and grandchildren will march without me.

It’s a small parade but it closes down the main street of our town for a few hours on a Sunday afternoon every October. Kids and parents and grandparents dress up as witches and ghouls and princes and princesses. Some families dress as movie characters: Dorothy and the…