1973 was an infamous year in our family.
That was the year my Grandfather got into that accident on the Duwamish Bridge.
Something hit his card pretty hard from behind and his car was forced off of the bridge into the water.
That happened on Halloween Morning.
After the Police came by and told us that he was gone, where to collect his body and how sorry they were my Mom sent me and my brother outside to bring in the pumpkins.
She and our Aunt took down the decorations Dad was to busy to buy candy because he was talking with the Funeral Home and for the rest of the evening relatives came by and our house went from Holiday to Mourning in less than three hours.
As darkness fell me and my brother could see our friends darting from house to house in their Halloween Masks made from plastic and swinging their Trick or Treat Pumpkins wildly in the air.
” Grandpa would say we should be out there.” My Brother said ruefully. ” He’d have bought us eggs and TP too. Grandpa knew how to do Halloween right. Remember the time he stuck those fake heads on poles Because Mrs Green gave us toothbrushes and apples?”
” Yeah. He said he was surprised the old bag didn’t hand out socks and underwear too.” I remembered out loud. ” And remember the time the Brices forgot it was Halloween and he helped us wrap their car in plastic wrap
Just then my best friend Prixie waved as she ran by our window.
I flipped her the bird in return.
” They’ll be sorry, we’re gonna get tricked for sure and you know who will have to clean up the mess right?” my brother said with some satisfaction in his voice. ” I’ll bet this time our house gets tricked and I’ll bet eggs and shaving cream are in our future. THEY deserve it.”
“Serves them right for keeping us in doesn’t it?”
We ran up the back stairs to our bedrooms- I put on my thin plastic scary witch mask complete with scary witch plastic costume and met my brother was dressed up as race car driver on the way back down.
” Your costume is dumb” I told my brother.
” You don’t need to wear an ugly mask he told me.
Then snuck down into the basement and out the basement door that let us out into the alley and disappeared into the chilly Halloween Night.
When we got back our family was stunned.
” Do you know what tonight is? ” they asked us all at once.
Actually they were yelling it.
” Um. The day Grandpa died.”
” Yes. ” My Grandma said patiently. ” It’s also Halloween “
” That’s why we went trick or treating. It’s Halloween.”
” And you two should have been home a half hour ago.” Grandma scolded us ” Kids your age shouldn’t be out after seven-thirty alone.
My Grandma took my plastic jack-o-lantern and shook the candy out on the table.
” I hope you two didn’t eat the good stuff on the way home…”
” Your FATHER ” Grandma said pointedly at her son
“didn’t buy any candy and if we don’t have any of those chocolate bars your Grandpa liked-“
We heard a knock on the door-
There’s going to be Hell to pay.”