Then on May Day, the kids would run around to all the neighbors’ houses, leave a May basket on the doorstep, ring the doorbell, and run like crazy. (If you got caught, they could kiss you, you know. Ew-w-w-w!!)
Do you know, 20 plus years later when some of our old-time neighbors ask about my kids, they smilingly remind me of those May baskets and how much they looked forward to getting them every year. A paper cup, a pipe cleaner, and 25 cents worth of candy. Who’d have guessed it would be that important.