Every year at this time I think of Witch Hazel. And every year at Halloween I also think of Boo Radley. To Kill A Mockingbird screams Halloween to me. Scout and Jem spying on Boo Radley's house reminds me of my sisters and me and Witch Hazel. I'm not sure that we ever ran up to her house and touched it, but still . . . there's something about Jem and Scout and Boo that resonates with me.
I can't remember exactly when I stopped thinking of To Kill A Mockingbird as just a scary kind of movie and recognized it for the poignant, touching and profound movie that it actually is.
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.”
“I wanted you to see what real courage is, . . . It's when you know you're licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.
“... before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience.”
“Ladies in bunches always filled me with vague apprehension and a firm desire to be elsewhere.”
So, Atticus, Jem, Scout and Boo -- I salute you this Halloween season! And, to Witch Hazel, I'm sorry we never rang your bell and gave you a chance.