It may be November 9th, but thanks to hurricane and nor’easter delays, tonight is the officially designated evening to welcome from trick-or-treaters onto Morningside doorsteps. In honor of Milford’s belated Halloween, I have one last holiday post.

As an adult, I’ve never felt much love for Halloween. Once I hung up my plastic pumpkin, the day lost its magic. That is until we went to New Orleans, where simply entering the French Quarter was like attending one giant weekend-long Halloween party. I was impressed by the Uptown homes decked out in spooky decor and admired the thoughtful, creative costumes and the fearless enthusiasm with which they were were worn. But back in Connecticut the following October, I still felt like there was no way to re-create that Halloween spirit.

Two weekends ago my step-father’s law firm and my credit union sponsored a 5k run/walk as a benefit for the Beth El Center. I wasn’t sure just how many runners would be willing to dress up for 1st Annual Milford Trick or Trot, but I was thrilled to find myself in a sea of Halloween costumes, surrounded by neighbors, colleagues and family.

My husband Jean-Luc Dorney, my cousin Brent, and my Uncle Steve.

This little girl makes me want to own a cape.

At the start.

And they’re off. Among the Waldos I can see my neighbor Gary, my Uncle Steve and fellow board member Carl.

Brent ran his first half marathon earlier this year, so I’m sure this race was no problem! He came in 2nd in his age group and I still can’t believe he ran the whole race in this costume.

My Uncle, plus some super heroes.

A crazy family photo in front of Scoopys.

A wave goodbye from Elvis… and Carl, who told us he’s run 27 races so far this year!

Hope you’ll consider joining us next October!