There's nothing quite like Halloween in the inner city.
Last night we shared candy with way over 300 children of all ages -- likely closer to 400. It was an amazing run on our front porch! At one time we counted 30 kids in our front yard. It was unbelievable. We've never had more children come by for trick or treat.
Our block felt like a carnival. Neighbors out on their front porches ready for the children, enjoying the mild Texas night. Families coming and going to escort their little ones to the candy.
So many cute children. So many who obviously had very little.
The moment of the night for me took place between "bowl fillings." You know, the time between when the candy bowl runs out and you manage to fill it up again.
Four little girls, all in late elementary school noted the condition of my supply of candy. They reached in their bags and each pulled out a contribution to my diminished supply.
"Here, mister," the spokesman for the group explained. "We'll make a contribution to your bowl."
They laughed and ran off my porch to the next house.
There is a lesson in there somewhere, don't you think?
What a grand night.
I love the city.













