The price drop never came but someone else posted the same book on eBay for 49.99. So, I waited and waited until there was a price drop. This book was listed on eBay for that amount of time. I searched everywhere for that book online and in stores and no one had a copy. I stalked this book for at least 5 years called Scat, the Witches Cat by Geraldine Ross January 1, 1958, it is a children’s book. This brings me to being overtaken by bibliomania. If there is a book I have read from the library and really like it, I buy it for my collection. I also collect books, all kinds of books. Today it is much easier to read because of the internet and with rapid speed I can Google any interest and get a slew of links to click. My father had a huge dictionary on a music stand and he would tell me to look up words just for fun.Īs customary, I learned to read and write in school along with the rest of my class. I remember as a child being so frustrated because I wanted to read Babar and Madeline by myself but I was too little. I love books, I love information, and I am addicted to the excitement of words. Remembering those days is so sweet, so happy and I will remember my childhood Halloween always and tell my grandchildren of those days while taking them trick or treating.
The bags were kept under the sink next to the pots and pans. Mom would go through the bags for safety, and she would steal some for herself. I was so exhausted after trick or treating that I fell asleep in my costume, smiling. With enough pennies we could buy a Coca Cola.Įven back then there were scares of poison candy and razors in apples. A penny would buy gooey candy and some Hershey’s Kisses and pink bubble gum. The big kids took care of the little kids, and the little kids were delivered to their respective homes when we were done.īack then we got lots of pennies. There must have been thirty children and we would make our way in and out of every six-family house on our four-sided block.
Proud, haughty and so young and innocent. Vampires, witches, cowgirls and angels, beatniks and ghouls.
We were not allowed to cross the street, so we walked in a crowd together, laughing and glittering in our costumes. It was a tradition that went on for about 6 years. When I was little, around 7 or 8 the neighbor kids would gather on my block on Halloween.
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