An October 31st Memory

Many years ago, more than I dare admit to myself, I went to a
Halloween party. It was my neighbor's birthday. Yup, how cool is that,
being born on Oct 31st. Ton of people there, most way taller than I
was at the time. I remember lifting my mask while trying to get an
apple out of the water with my mouth. But the coolest memory is of his
dad's entrance. A black car pulls in and a coffin is pulled from the
back, out of it comes Dracula, buhaha. More than 25 years later I'm
still thrilled by it.