Well, it seems to be over, and everything went fine. There were very few surly teenagers, and most of the ones out of costume were, at least, trick-or-treating with younger kids who were in costume. There were some very cute outfits and some very cute kids, and everyone was very polite. They all got heaps of candy, and i’ve even got a little bit left over.
The whole thing was a bit of a revelation in another way, however.
As i said in the OP, the only other time i’ve done Halloween was two years ago. In 2004, October 31 was a Sunday, so there was no ambiguity about what day to go out. Everyone went on that evening.
Well, on Sunday afternoon just after 4 i was on the front porch stretching, about to go out for my afternoon run. As i walked down the front steps, i saw a few kids in costumes, and i asked a couple of people across the street what the deal was. Apparently, the people in our neighborhood had reached an agreement a few years back to do it on a Sunday afternoon, even if the 31st fell during the week. One reason given was that this was easier for parents who work until 5 or 6 in the evening during the week. Fair enough. Another reason given to me was that it allowed them to avoid trick-or-treating on the same day as the older kids from “the other neighborhood.”
Well, where i am in Baltimore, “the other neighborhood” is a black neighborhood, that meets our lily-white neighborhood about a block to the east. I was a little concerned at the implications of this. I mean, i don’t think there was any bad intent; most of the folks in my neighborhood seem to be bleeding heart liberals, and many of them also opened their doors to trick-or-treaters this evening.
But, whatever the intention, the fact is that we have de facto segregated Halloween. I didn’t hand out candy to a single white kid tonight, and if i had participated on Sunday i don’t think i would have handed out candy to a single black kid. I realize that this isn’t the most pressing racial problem in America today, but it was something of an eye-opener.