When I was a kid in the Bronx, we lived in a building with 60 apartments, and it wasn't unusual for many of the families to have four or five kids. We used to get DOZENS of kids. My best friend's mom used to make candy apples (or was it caramel?). I just remember she had cookie sheets covered in waxed paper just lined with apples on sticks. Today, the kids would be afraid to take them.

We don't get many kids after 8. We've got two big bags of mixed candy bars. I don't remember exactly what's in them, but I do know they have Milky Ways and Milky Way Midnights, which was their allure.

My husband and his best friend used to dress up like zombies every year and go outside with a bowl of candy. They would sit very, very still so that kids thought they were mannequins and then if the kids tried to take too much candy, they would jump up and yell something like "The sign says Pleas Take Just One!" They would only do this after dark when the older kids came around.