Somewhere, in a box, is a very old picture of Bill, Dan and Gael Ann dressed for Halloween. Our grandmother was a seamstress and she made all of our costumes.
Dan was a black cat. It was the most incredible black cat you have ever seen. Footed with a tight head cap and white mask. The tail went on forever.
And Dan as a cat was the epitome of cat.
Long and thin even as a kid, he LOOKED like a cat.
It was always a holiday that I looked forward to. Not because of the candy but because of the outfits. Nana made some outstanding costumes and we took pride in the fact that we were original. Every year.
So Halloween holds lots of memories. And this year they are mostly of Dan.
They make me smile.