This Halloween, it was the Vaughn Boys to the rescue for trick-or-treat night, as they were dressed in costume as a police officer and a firefighter.
I present to you…….Police Sergeant Buck-a-roo and Fire Chief Frank-o
For this, the third consecutive year, Daddy Buck pulled our trailer behind his four-wheeler as our boys, as well as, two neighborhood families’ trick-or-treated through our neighborhood.
The same garage of a house in our neighborhood has been decorated in a somewhat haunted manner each year and for the past two years, Buck-a-roo and Frank-o have left that house screaming and flailing as if they had seen the Chainsaw Massacre himself.
This year, however, we made progress. Progress as in the difference in a trick-or-treater receiving a yellow-wrapped hard butterscotch and starlight mint or a nicely wrapped versus a tied with ribbon baggie of Snickers, Tootsie Rolls, and Blow Pop!! You know what I’m saying…….big difference, huge strides!! The two of them actually entered the garage, lingered around a bit, and left excited that they had done it!
The four of us and our fantastic neighbors had a fabulous night capped off by sausage/hot dogs atop the fire pit grill and the children consuming any and all candy that they could “open for themselves” as declared by me!