That Awfull Halloween Grinch
<p>Today’s Halloween blog will include below one I wrote a couple of years ago. I was not too clear in that blog how I really do not like Halloween. Call me the Halloween Grinch.</p>
<p>While I am an old man I can still remember my fondness for fireworks. The issue is that I played with fireworks on New Year’s Eve. Our cats Niño and Niña will not approve of all that banging of fireworks and the banging on the door that will happen tonight in the Kitsilano neighbourhood of Vancouver.</p>
<p>Because there are remnants of the Latina American macho in me I force (as I have in past years) my Rosemary to open the door and hand out the treats.</p>
<p>I have a more recent memory of Halloween in Mexico City where poor children would come to the door and ask, “<em>Me da mi jalowin?” All they wanted (understandably) was loose change.</em></p>
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