I found Harley Hay’s article on Halloween both insightful and hilarious. Well done!
It reminded me of my youth growing up in northern Newfoundland. We too carved turnips on Halloween, pumpkins being unable to grow above 50 degrees near the north Atlantic. The people there (called livyears) were very superstitious and firmly believed in ghosts; prime candidates for a prank.
Anyway, we carved the turnip, put a candle inside and propped it in front of a window and listened to the screams of anguish before we departed post haste. Needless to say we got no treats, only suspicious stares.
Lloyd Kean
Red Deer