It’s getting harder and harder for me to relate to the current crop of children. Their world and experiences are so different from my memories. I do recall having to trick-or-treat with my sister, at least to start, but no one was escorted by parents in the old days. If you were too young to go out alone you stayed home. Today, even in my gated community, we get no callers without an adult. Is the world really so much more dangerous?
On the other hand, we never saw adults unaccompanied by children either. The one who came to my house didn’t even bother with a costume. Maybe I’m too generous with treats?