Here’s my creepy, odd, factoid about me. My most vivid memory of Halloween as a kid is from way back around 1981ish, back when I lived in Iowa and was about 6 years old.

That was back when the razor blade scare was getting serious. I remember that being the first year that I could not just run home and jump right into eating the candy. I remember sitting in my parents bedroom emptying the candy onto the floor and waiting for my parents to test the candy before I could eat it.

I still think the whole scare was made up by parents as a way to get a cut of their kids’ candy.

Happy Halloween.