This one qualifies as an urban legend in the Beaches, passed down for generations. It was Halloween in the eighties and, unlike today, parents actually let their 13 year old kids out of the house on their own, after dark, in the City, on Halloween. Well they did until they heard this story that is.
Brothers Mike and Bradley were having a good trick or treat run, having filled their pillow cases up to the top seams with treats of all sorts. When they returned home they dumped the goodies on the living room floor revealing some strange antique-looking candy like ``Ton-o-gum`` and Popeye cigarettes (not candy sticks, the real old ones with the red ends! not these). Their mom asked where they got it and they said the big house at the end of Hammersmith Ave.. Well, the mom turned white, grabbed the candy and called dad up from the den. When asked what was wrong, dad said that was old Mrs. Parker`s house at the end of Hammersmith ...and it`s been vacant for over 10 years since she died - she could not have given them the candy. But dad didn`t say anything about her ghost!
P.S. - I knew Mrs. Parker and if the story had said Tavener`s hard candy with sugar powder in those small tins I would believe this was true ! That what she always gave me anyway. these bad boys!
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