We live on Weller Avenue, right in the heart of Rountree. The Halloween parade comes right past our house. We moved in six years ago, right before Halloween. Of course, I knew about Rountree and knew about Halloween. I had bought a little house by myself in my mid-20s on Kentwood Avenue, which is just outside of the Rountree neighborhood, as close as I could get with what I could afford then. When Marshall and I got married, he moved in there, but it was not really big enough to have a family. I was pregnant with Walker when we moved over to Weller six years ago.
I will say––you can know about Halloween in Rountree, but experiencing it is completely different. Luckily, I have some coworkers and friends that also live on Weller, and they had given me a heads up of how much candy we needed to buy and what we needed to do. We start buying candy a month in advance, because we need at least 1,500 pieces––and that’s giving just one piece of candy per child that comes at least for the first hour, hour and a half.
I think the thing I love about it that strikes me every year is it feels like what you might call old-fashioned Americana in a lot of ways. Whatever day of the week Halloween falls on, the neighborhood really starts dragging out their Halloween decorations and all of a sudden, there’s lawn chairs and fire pits in the front yards and driveways, and everybody comes to the front.
We actually take our little kids trick-or-treating at 4:30 or 5 o’clock in the afternoon, before the parade starts, just because there’s so many people afterward that it’s really the only way we can go and see our neighbors and our neighbors kids. I think it’s really cool that the neighborhood embraces it. I will be honest, Halloween is not my favorite holiday, but we knew, buying a house on Weller, that we weren’t going to be the Scrooges that didn’t have our lights on or participate. You sort of can’t help but love it.