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At our first home, we'd get barraged with kids. We'd buy bags & bags of candy. One year was particularly insane, I am guessing kids got bussed in. DH had to run out to buy more candy, and in the interim, I was handing out dimes (it was a LONG time ago). We moved in 1993 to the home we are living in now. We live out in the middle of nowhere, our nearest neighbor is at least 500 feet away. No streetlights and a long driveway = no trick or treaters ever. We turn on our lights, open the doors, usually have at least one bag of candy just in case, but we always end up eating the candy ourselves.
If we run outta candy, I'm gonna turn off the lights and hide in the basement... hehe!

