I’ll never forget it. Being a kid dressed up in my Halloween costume trick r’ treating with my mom. However, this night of mischief was different from the rest. It’s the first night I remember seeing a ghost, or so what I thought was a ghost. There we were, walking down a dark and tree shrouded street going door to door collecting candy when all of a sudden a laughing noise drew closer from behind. While turning to see who’s banters filled the night I was in awe to see what looked like a ghost, riding a bicycle. He glided by, or through from what I can remember, and disappeared behind a home. Quickly returning, tossing treats out into the street for us in costume to collect.

Artwork by Marc Davis.