Location:
Plum Boro, Renton Road
Date:
October 1987
This was a good Halloween: the dice costumes (though it looks like my brother got off easy that year). Normally my dad made our costumes, and they were often elaborate and uncomfortable. Look at my poor sister (right), she can barely move her head. Dressed in these costumes, my sister and I walked hand in hand down a hill while trick-or-treating and one of us tripped on some wet grass and fell, taking the other down with her. We rolled and tumbled down the hill in these crazy dice costumes all the way to the bottom. One of our parents who was with us, probably my dad, screamed "Craps!" thinking it was hilarious.