Never did. But really, doctor, I think it started in the second grade, in Ms. Wright's class (yeah I know they didn't say Ms. in 1962 but I can't remember if it was Miss or Mrs.). Google says Whipple School was on 5th Avenue (no, the building is on 4th Avenue) and 121st St (this is correct). A child care center is there now. But in 1962, that place of red brick and metal fire escapes held Kindergarten through third grade for the Lansingburgh section of Troy, NY. And in the back of the building, on the left, was Ms. Wright's home room.
Halloween 1962. We had no idea, or a very vague one at best, that the world had just come as close to nuclear war as it had ever come just a few days early with the Cuban Missile Crisis. All we knew was Halloween was coming, and "who were you gonna dress up as?"
I had my plan:
Yep, right from the department store (J.M. Fields). Mask and costume. Halloween was the day you could wear your costume to school, and the principal had allowed us to have a party in the afternoon. Desks were put in a circle and every child had to do a short talk about who they were pretending to be and why. Now this is 50 years back (wow) so memory of being 7 is a challenge, but I do recall Jim Zlotnick was dressed as an astronaut and he climbed under a desk, curled up in a semi foetal position, back on the floor.. He yelled '10, 9, 8, 7, 6......" and on down to "Blast off!" and then went back to his seat. I have no idea what anyone else did. I know what I did. I got to the middle of the floor and
Yabba. Dabba. Do.
Then I went back to my seat. My first and final public performance until I threw up in Mrs. Hamilton's 4th grade class, but that's another blog (Great Moments in Vomit History).
That night I went trick or treating with some neighbors. We went to what was soon to be described, in Lansingburgh lore, as the Addams Family House: