By Fred-in-Stein (I can only use this byline once a year)
The Icon invites all Halloweeners to stop by 226 Grove Street tonight. We'll take your photo and maybe your video, that is, if you dress appropriately. You may even say hello to Ike the Iconoclast mascot, if he isn't chasing a squirrel. Perhaps you'd better not dress as a squirrel.
Expect us to ask you to identify yourself behind the mask. That way when we post your photo on The Icon we can identify you to the rest of the Icon viewers.
Care to hear a scary and quite odd Halloween story? Here goes - and yes, it's true. This tale is a about resident of Main Street (this person no longer lives on Main Street).
Seems that the resident's lights were out on trick-or-treat night. The next day, the Main Street person in qustion met a neighbor, who had greeted trick-or-treaters all night long.
The resident with the lights out asked how many trick-or-treaters the neighbor had. After a response of, "Oh, I don't know. There were too many to count," this comment came from the neighbor with the lights out:
"We had (don't recall the number, but it was in the hundreds)."
"How do you know that?" asked the neighbor who realized the lights were out in house of the person talking.
"Well, I had the lights out. I sat in the dark by the front door and counted the number of times the doorbell rang. I just didn't answer the door."
Scary, huh?
We won't be that scary tonight."
