I remember halloween...

I grew up in a small community so we didn't have many places to go trick or treating at. My friends and I would walk around town door to door... all 20 of them and ravage the small bowl of candy. Of course everyone in town knew who we were so we all got our cheeks pinched. However, the house that I'll never EVER forget... is my grandma's. She was the sweetest woman on earth but I don't think she really "Got it". We'd roll up to grandma's house and she'd load us down with turnips and canned green beans, maybe some cornbread. On a good year we got a butterfinger from gandpa's stash. Oh how I remember Halloween.