August 16, 2008
Hobo Halloween
Years ago, when I was around ten or so, I lived in a small town which proudly hosted an annual Halloween party. And everybody went.
My family had no money for costumes, but I was desperate to go. So I appealed to my fun-loving and creative grandmother. She instantly chose the most obvious of all bargain Halloween costumes - a Hobo.
All I had to do was put on my brother’s cast off and torn jeans, add his too-big shirt and hat, and smudge my face with dirt. An over sized baseball cap completed the picture.
I didn’t win any prizes that night but I had a lot of fun and, amazingly, very few people even realized I was a girl.