Halloween Stories 1

This is the first week of October so I'm going to start with a little family story about Halloween.

My grandfather was a good story telling. He would often take events that had happened to other people and tell them about himself. So would my dad. Sometimes I get confused as to who did what, but I'm fairly certain this story was about things Grandpa actually did.

When Grandpa was a young man, a teenager, he and his friends would go out on Halloween and pull one prank after another. After one such evening, the boys, quite pleased with their adventures and rather full of themselves, gathered in a corn field to brag about their feats of daring-do. One of the guys had a camera with him and offered to take a group picure to commemorate the fun.

He arranged them sitting on top of a fence rail. They posed self-consciously, trying hard not to grin, doing their best to look like tough, manly, men of the world. The photographer fussily focused the camera and pushed the button to take the picture. Water shot out of the camera, startling the group and they fell backwards off the fence. The photographer was also on the ground - rolling with laughter. It was a trick camera and they had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker.

Fifty years after it had happen, my grandfather was still chuckling everytime he told this story. It's good to have friends and fond memories you can carry with you into old age. It gives you stories to amuse your grandchildren as well as yourself.