[workerbee]

When I was very young, our family doctor lived in our neighborhood.... his house was a big stone “mansion” (to us) that had been there years before the subdivison was built. To get there, you had to walk down (what seemed like) a mile long gravel road surrounded by very tall trees. If you were brave enough to do it, you were rewarded by the doctor’s butler holding a huge silver tray loaded with FULL SIZE Hershey Bars, telling you “take as many as you want.”

Boy.... those were the days.

[Smokin' Joe]

The local kids go up to 'snob hill' (where the people are well-to-do, but not snobs), where they will likely get cans of name-brand pop, and some of the more delectable goodies--in more full sized packaging.

One year, my grand daughter was out trick-or-treating in -20 temps (the costume she had on was thick, and she was bundled up inside it). She got handfuls of candy at each stop because of the low turnout.

To the intrepid...