Our first Halloween


October 31st’s disgusting weather [torrential downpours, tornado level winds, heavy thunderstorms] largely disappeared by early evening.  Trick or Treaters throughout the city rejoiced.  Parents inwardly groaned/ outwardly heaved a collective sign of relief.   It ended up being a perfect night to be outside.  Although it was a bit windy at times the biggest problem– mud– wasn’t  an issue for us.  Thanks to all of the immaculately maintained driveways, sidewalks, and streets of the Collierville community we didn’t even need our galoshes.  Rockin’ the suburbs!

As the sun went down we gathered for Halloween Block Party with some of those nearest and dearest to our hearts.  The McLoskey’s were there.  So was Camp Theresa.  Kevyn, Shea, and Bubba brought Tasha’s sons.  After spending about 30 minutes running door to door Shea hooked up a trailer to a 4 wheeler and pulled them [with teenage supervision riding amongst the younger set] around the neighborhood.  Meanwhile, the adults enjoyed chili and pumpkin beer.

What I did for Halloween last year isn’t even worth mentioning.  Seeing Robin Adam and Pirate Tatum together this year is all that matters.

To me tonight was a glimpse what life is all about:  family, friendship, and community.  Faith and love.  Support.  Letting all of the kids run around and play together.  Adults helping out with the children, whether or not it’s their own, or whether or not they even have kids.  Lending a hand in the kitchen to make everyone’s load easier.  Cooking the food and assembling the decorations– and sticking around to wash the dishes and clean up the mess.  Everyone helps everyone.  It really does take a village…and it’s so much easier when the village is friendly and filled with respectful, supportive people who truly care about others in their community and want the best for them. 

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,





About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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