I don't know if many of you even know what Beggar's night is. And I haven't had anyone come to my door for years to ask a handout until last night.
When I was a kid, back in the dark ages, the less fortunate would come with pillow cases and ask for canned goods or money or clothes on October 30th. We lived down by the country club area of Albuquerque but were far from affluent. I can remember 20 or 30 folks coming to ask for help. My Dad was such a curmudgeon but my Mom would always override his bad attitude and answer the door.
We had a stack of our old clothes and shoes, canned goods and some (limited) money to give to those that came asking. Back then, it was just something that you did. Nowadays, I'd be a little wary to open the door to those that "came a beggin".
I find it hard to handle the people in the parking lot at Walmart who always have a hard luck story to sell so they can get some much needed money for "gas". It's not up to me to decide whether they really need the money for their "story" or if they are just simply making a living off everyone else. I used to say yes to everyone and give them something until one guy didn't like the fact I didn't give him all my money and took my purse and ran. That's when I decided that I'd say no to everyone and give to the local charities that help folks who need help.
Beggar's night held a place in the past.....last night the kids from the local high school came for canned goods and money to give to those that need it. I was very happy to give and was pleased to see that something old is new again.
A very special thank you to Ms. Marfi at Incipient Wings for a lovely October event. I've love all of the reading and sharing that has gone on for Haunted Humpday. See you tomorrow for Happy Hallowoonie things.
Gotta fly, Oma Linda