In Defense of Hallowe’en
By Father Lawrence Farley As I recall, I was always a black cat—not so much because black cats were thought to be evil and witch’s familiars or anything. I just loved cats, and so thought black cats were cool. My neighbour usually dressed up as a hobo, but me—I was always a black cat. I would plan my costume weeks in advance, and help Mom make up the goody-bags of candy we distributed (including those