There were smiles, requests for photos, frowns and even some mumbled comments as we walked down streets to Trick Or Treat on Halloween. At first, I thought my noticeable limp or stumbles were causing the stairs. Then, I remembered how we were outfitted.

We were dressed as an Oreo cookie and a glass of milk. My stepson chose our group costume. He didn’t pick it because we are an interracial family. He didn’t select it to make a political statement. He wanted to show our unity, love, and fun loving spirit.

He wanted to enjoy the day… and nothing a no one was going to spoil that..not today and not ever. So we walked together, gathered our candy, laughed and shouted, “Happy Halloween.”

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