Oh yeah?
Probably the strangest funeral I've ever attended was for my grandfather, who passed near the end of October, and as fate had it, the service was given on the evening of Halloween. We had driven nearly 1000 miles to make the service, with our four young children at the time, between the ages of 6 and 10 - the very ages that revere Halloween trick-or-treat as the single greatest annual experience of over-the-counter hallucinogenic treats freely given by strangers for the casual use of minors.
They were actually angels about the whole thing, a surreal, Haloween-eve fire-and-brimstone wrath of God service given by a southern-Kentucky Christian fundamentalist minister, complete with open casket and a fair contingent of "touchers" (gotta touch the body, ya know) o_0
On the way back home we let them do some Halloween shopping to cheer them up, not that it helped that much. I did eventually get some smiles when I told them, "Look; If anybody in school asks what you did on Halloween, just tell them you went to see a dead body."
(CasualGovtObserver, Fri 12 Apr 2013, 3:50, Reply)