When I was a kid, Halloween was one of my favorite holidays, second only to Christmas. What's not to love? You get to put on a cool costume and pretend to be someone completely different for a day. Then at night you get to knock on doors of houses and demand candy.
When I got older, trick-or-treating became less important, and friends and I set aside Halloween night to watch horror movies, tell ghost stories, and in general scare ourselves stupid.
Even now that I'm a fully-fledged adult, Halloween remains near the top of my list of fun days. I still watch scary movies around the holiday, and I love going to the mall or downtown shopping area to see kids dressed up in their favorite costumes.
The one thing I could do without is Halloween's association with candy and sweets. It's so darned tempting to buy a huge bag of miniature chocolate bars "just in case" any trick-or-treaters come by. And even as I'm handing the store clerk my money, I know that this candy will never be tasted by kids in costumes.