Now I was a precarious child, surprise, surprise because I’m still that way at the wonderful old age of 51. One year, being relatively new to the traditions of Halloween, and the whole costume thing; I thought and thought about what I was going to be for Halloween. I was in Kindergarten that year, and it had to be the best costume anyone had ever had. No fairies, scarecrows, Minnie Mouse, or anything else would do. My mom was a fantastic seamstress, and she could whip up anything I wanted to be so I thought about if for days; possibly a month.