Today is All Hallowed Eve more commonly known as Halloween. It is the night when ghosts and goblins rise from the grave according to tradition before the pure of heart come alive on All Saints Day.
Tricksters and those seeking treats will don costumes of scary characters, cute munchkin looks, glamor and home created styles. Children, solo and accompanied by parents, will seek out the homes with porch lights on in search of candy with the customary, “Trick or treat?“
Within the gay community, Halloween to many has become the social event of the year. For many clubs and bars, it is the busiest night of the year.
With the dark glasses I was wearing to protect my right eye following cataract surgery a couple of years ago, I dressed one year as the Unabomber for Halloween.
In the 1980s and 1990s, my step-father, Reverend Jack L. Hollifield, founded and pastored a small church in Dugger, Indiana called The LightHouse Chapel.
Jack had to retire after he was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, but to the end, he persevered.
Over the years we had a very active youth choir known as The LightHouse Beacons. The group was a member of the Greene County Gospel Music Association for awhile.
This Sunday’s Gospel comes from a cassette recording of a live performance at The LightHouse Chapel.
My Aunt Nancy Shipley served as the director and pianist. I was also sometimes on the piano. Mom (Sharon Hollifield) was on the organ.
Most of the choir was made up of cousins: Leticia (my Sister), David and Joseph (Uncle Allen’s sons), Travis (Aunt Nancy’s son), Tonya and Anna (Aunt Donna’s daughters) along with several other children from both Sullivan and Greene counties.
I had to record it from the cassette onto a cell phone voice recorder then upload to my computer. Next I had to convert the file to be usable.
We are once more at that time of the month when the wind down begins. After today there are only two days left in October.
Monday we will celebrate Hallowed Eve, the night before All Saints Day. But tricksters will be out throughout the weekend. A community Halloween is taking place tonight at the Ruritan across the street from Stonebrook.
I wonder if I will see any ghosts and goblins knocking on my door.
At the end of my annual check-up at the VA clinic in Terre Haute Wednesday, blood was drawn to test for the Heps – A, B and C. The tests came back negative. But I am getting the first of three inoculations against the A & B viruses next Friday, with the second a month later and the final six months after that.
The weather has been pretty good for my respiratory concerns most of this week. Not that there are not moments when I struggle, the cooler temps and lower humidity has been a godsend.
Not sure what it is, but my body is being hit hard by this Monday morning.
From respiratory concerns to cluster headaches to impaired vision to deepening depression, this Monday does not bode well for the last full week in October.
Wednesday I am scheduled for my annual check-up at the Veterans Administration clinic in Terre Haute. I had my lab work done over a week ago. Only problem is the appointment is for 11 a.m. I try to schedule my appointments for the afternoon.
Need to pick up a few treats for next weekend. I moved in after Halloween last year, so am not sure if the tricksters will be out and stopping by.
OK, time to pull myself together. Time to face the day. Time to put on a happy face. Time to push my ignore.