On Wed, 26 Oct 2005 12:02:33 -0700, hancock4 wrote:
When I was a child in central IL in the 50s, early 60s, it seems it was a childrens' affair, but it did last for several days. The town claimed a population 4400, which has declined since, and a lot or kids canvassed the entire town. I recall that a friend and I tipped over the last two remaining outhouses in town. One collapsed, and the other was demolished and removed by the owners. There was also a fair amount of soaping and paraffining of windows, though not much other vandalism. The general idea was to commit a prank, not wanton destruction.
[TELECOM Digest Editor's Note: The worst thing I ever think I did as a child on Halloween was go with some friends to the State-Lake Theatre in downtown Chicago. We set off a couple of 'stink bombs' in the middle the movie. My friends had some sort of acid (sulphuric perhaps) which created very much a 'rotten egg' odor, then we got out of the theatre before the stench had permeaeted the entire place. I recall they had to evacuate the theatre and it was closed for a couple days while the carpet was replaced where we had done it.Other than that, our other favorite prank (good at Halloween or any time of the year) was called 'stall the trolley bus.' Lawrence Avenue (and many other east/west streets on the north side of Chicago had trolley bus service provided by CTA. Unlike a streetcar, which uses an overhead catenary pole and wire, but runs on actual rails (CTA had lots of those also), a trolley bus used the catenary and overhead wire but ran on rubber tires. We would gather at a relatively busy inter- section, Lawrence and Western Avenues. The trolley would invariably stop there to pick up or drop off riders. The object was to wait behind the vehicle until just one or two seconds after the driver started to pull away. Then one of my friends would run up behind the trolley and yank down the catenary pole. Obviously, the trolley came to a dead stop. But if we were 'lucky' the driver had just accelerated enough to coast into the center of the street as he was stalling. This had the effect of causing the north/south traffic on Western Avenue to get stalled also. Timed just right, we could cause it to happen just as Western got a green light to cause an even longer backup of cars.
Getting the trolley stuck in the middle of Western Avenue was our goal. One day the Western Avenue streetcar was coming north, so _he_ got stalled as well. The trolley driver would get off the tolley with an angry look around and muttering about 'the little bastards who did this'. Around behind the trolley, trying to raise the catenary pole back into place, all the while the stop/go light had changed twice so now cars on Lawrence were trying to make it through the intersection as well as the ones on Western Avenue, everyone laying on their horns and getting nowhere fast. The trolley guy (apparently sort of new) was having a very hard time getting the catenary to stay up, and the Western Avenue streetcar guy came over to help him and show him how to do it. Those guys -- CTA trolley and street car drivers -- could have cared less about the other traffic on both directions all around them; they stood out there in the street talking about it all the while the 'little bastards' had run off to hide, and watch in secret, as they convulsed with laughter. They finally got the trolley catenary re-established, all the while motorists in all directions were creeping past them, honking and cussing them. After four or five minutes, and as many cycles of the stop/go lights, and the passengers on both the trolley and streetcar sitting inside nonchalantly reading their newspapers, oblivious one would think to the commotions around them on the street, trolley was reconnected, the driver got back inside and pulled away, then the streetcar driver got back on his vehicle and drove away. Another minute or two after that and the intersection was back to 'normal'. That was our idea of Halloween 'fun'. Plus of course, soaping things and tossing rolls of toilet paper around everywhere. PAT]