Traditionally on Halloween we pack up the kids and go
over to my oldest boy’s best friend’s house and go trick-or-treating with
them in their neighborhood where they have little amenities like street
lights. This year was no exception, but thanks to a lingering cold I
declined to follow the crew about the streets. Instead, I and Dave’s
best friend’s dad (who is also named Dave, and who is also getting over a
lingering cold) spent a pleasant evening sitting in front of the fire and
chatting. Colds to the side, it turned out to be quite a nice time.