Holidays are interesting to me because of how people perceive them and how they connect us to the past, even when we aren’t aware of it. We celebrate in ways that are similar to how people hundreds or thousands of years ago celebrated or acted on similar days.


I am deeply touched by the Christian celebration of Christmas and seemingly it actually changes how people behave and interact. For me it is celebrated quietly and it is privately deeply religious and it is also the single most special time for my family. Having said that, I am not a big fan of Santa Claus, earning me criticism from anybody that has this fact brought to his or her attention (almost never by me).

But, outside of that holy time, I enjoy Halloween more than any other named and celebrated day. It is a holy day for pagans and an excuse to gather kit-kats for children and some Christian groups label it evil while in some cities it is called “The Devil’s Day.”

I pretty much ignore all of that and just call it fun and give it my own meaning, which if I am forced to define it, has something to do with being able to play with monsters – which I loved dearly as a kid (and still do).



I try to make Halloween creative and fun for my offspring and they may grow up to claim great memories of it or they may grow up and curse me for it. I thought it appropriate to share it.