Halloween Haunts: Nightmare On My Street by Edward P. Cardillo

 

comiconHalloween is my Christmas, as my wife explains it to her friends. Every October I open up the garage, drudge out the life-sized witch, Headless Horseman, and Grim Reaper; ransack my man cave in the basement for skulls, bats, and animated creepy crawlies (which reside there year round); and carve exactly three pumpkins. My son gets in on the fun, and although it takes a half a day to set up my trademark graveyard, complete with lighting and eerie music effects, it is a labor of love.

My neighborhood is ideal for trick-or-treating. It’s low traffic, away from major …