Halloween

We would have headed home soon after Biktoberfest had ended if it were not for another event that also takes place in the middle of Florida—Roscoe's Chili Challenge. We had to wait for a week or two before it started. In the meantime, we stayed at churches and friends' houses.
Halloween was coming up and we knew where to spend it. We packed our temporary tattoo supplies in the blue van that we keep in Florida and went to the Victory Church in Lakeland. There, another kids' event was going on, so Dad wanted to help. We met another of Dad's many friends, Pastor Kim Kelly. We talked with him for quite a while, waiting for the Halloween party—or as the church called it, the Harvest Festival—to begin.
When it did, Mom and Dad were stationed with their tattoo supplies in a corner of a tent, while I walked around taking pictures. I had a fun time and enjoyed myself, going into a human-sized tarp maze, taking a ride on a trailer full of hay bales hooked up to a golf cart, roasting marshmallows by the fire. It was a great night.
Mom and Dad's services were greatly appreciated. They did so good that several adults asked for tattoos! They worked for many hours until at eight or nine, when it had grown very dark, the festival ended. I returned and helped as we repacked our supplies. We said goodbye to the pastor before we left in the van, knowing we would see him again in a day or two when Dad would drive the RV there.