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Anthony's Halloween Surprise |
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Marriage and 4 children and living in a small town where everyone loved Halloween I had to change my attitude somewhat. I found myself making costumes of all kinds, ???This Old House,??? - an idea from a Rosemary Clooney song - a Robot, the Headless Horseman and yes, some pretty ones too, such as the Statue of Liberty for my daughter. And, I wasn??™t really a Halloween scrooge- I prepared every year to have enough treats ready when the door bell rang and I found smiling faces under masks and hands outstretched and the sound of Trick or Treat echoing through the air. Many years have gone by and the area where we now live we have few Trick or Treaters. But last year as we were visiting with some friends after dinner a few days before the October holiday we had a most unusual Halloween visitor. I was once again taught a beautiful lesson by a child on my most disliked holiday. We saw headlights pull into the driveway. Comments were made, wondering why the door bell had not rung so I quietly eased over to the front door and slowing opened the door just enough to hear voices from a car giving instructions which were not being heeded. ??? Anthony, set the paper and the plate by the door, ring the door bell and run!??? ???HURRY, OR THEY WILL SEE YOU! ???. It was easy to see and hear the older sister getting frustrated when the Halloween surprise was not going the way it was planned. As I stood listening at the door, I heard the little boy??™s voice very adamantly state, ???No, please, I just want to see their happy faces.??? I summoned my husband and friends to come over closer as I quickly jerked the door open. Although somewhat startled the 5 year old boy maintained his big smile which we often describe as ???from ear to ear ??? proudly holding a one layer beautifully decorated chocolate cake. And though barely audible we heard ???Trick or Treat???. With the cake he had a picture of a ghost instructing us to do a good deed for someone for Halloween. Needless to say he saw big smiles from 4 happy adults. After he and his sister drove away the rest of our evening was spent discussing the joy he had brought to us. He reminded each of us that doing a good turn created happiness even on a so-called scary holiday. The look on his face was reminiscent to me once again that real joy comes from ???Giving.??? But as the receivers, we will be full of Joy each time we think of young Anthony Webster. Dorothy Casper ??“
cas4u @ infowest.com Dorothy has often commented that ???Life is wonderful in spite of it??™s many trials, Each person we meet teach us wonderful lessons.??? ???I can hardly wait to see what I will learn from one day to another and who my wonderful teacher might be.???
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From the Mailbag |
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Re: Goodbye Maurice
What a great story Goodbye Maurice is!
I'm glad Al got a new car, he deserves it!!
Goodbye Maurice was a great one! How
true! Re: Fishing for Bullheads
Al,
OH!! come on Al!! We always kept the
worms warm in a pail with the dirt they were dug up in! I do agree
fishing is a relaxing way to make memories. My Dad was an avid fishermen,
we even went ice fishing in the middle of the lake as a youngster. Today
I can't tell you the names of the fish or how many we caught, but I know a
lot about my Dad when he was a kid. What a sweet memories!! Cute story!
Dear Loren, I love to read your
stories, especially the latest one about the Possums, it brought back
memories of our last visit to
Tennessee.
My husbands Uncle Ralph had a big dog, don't remember its name but it also
got a hold of a mama possum one morning and she was just like y ou
said, shaking that thing like a rag doll and the babies were flying helter
skelter all over the place, being the sentimentalist I am, I cried for the
little critters no matter how ugly they were, I could not imagine their
future with out their mama. and she was surely dead.. the little 'uns ran
up into the field where Uncle Ralph kept his sheep and they cried and
cried for their mama. Uncle Ralph explained there was nothing we could do
but I continued to cry for their loss and after about twelve hours or so
the crying stopped and I knew they were all gone. It was a sad learning
experience for me. I who had nursed smalll birds back to health and
anything else I could save was not able to save these small creatures. I
believe it was sad even for our Creator for He knows when a sparrow falls.
Keep up the good work. Re: The Pilot
Enjoyed Al's story on the airport. It
was timely as I'm leaving in the morning for another country. I have to
change planes twice and I've already checked airport layouts. Sure
enough, in the largest airport our terminals are at completely opposite
ends. I think they do plan it that way.
I can't stop laughing at this one. It
is right up there with the best from Al! |
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