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No Costume Required

It’s early November 1984 in Abilene, Texas. I’m 7 years old and just coming down from the excitement that Halloween dished out just days before. I had a store-bought costume, straight from the aisles of K-Mart. It was a princess of some sort. The long white polyester dress came with a plastic white mask and… Continue reading No Costume Required