When the boy was home and still young we got together with several of his friends parents in town and set up pumpkin carving tables in one of their driveways...got non stop kids every year...now all the kids are gone and haven't done it in years...no kids come out to the woods where I live..slim pickens out here and too much driving.
No, you didn't. That's the confusing part. You answered a post that I couldn't see unless you erased my post that is normally quoted in such a reply. It appears that you were responding to the root post. I thought I said or at least was clearly implied, without going back and studying the issue, that I was the one confused. I very very rarely try to speak for others. However, if you find me particularly abrasive then I urge you to take advantage of the 'ignore' feature. That is what I'm now doing with you strictly because you can't seem to follow along with my line of thought.
I want to move to your neighborhood. My wife and I both love kids. In the words of W. C. Fields - "I like children. If they're properly cooked." "Anyone who hates children and animals can't be all bad." "There's no such thing as a tough child - if you parboil them first for seven hours, they always come out tender." "Children should neither be seen or heard from - ever again." "Yes I do like children ... Girl children...about eighteen or twenty."
Then come trick or treating at our place next year. The accompanying adults we know always get a “trick or beer”. Makes the rest of the slog through the neighborhood a little more cheerful........
We used to go caroling in Lake Oswego. We'd always get some sort of hot toddy. That was when I was young and neither knew nor cared that I've got the world's worst singing voice. The hot toddies erased any modesty.
