Not many.

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It was a good night, too.  But, being a weekday, most just do parking lot deals.  Where people drive in, open their trunks, and hand out candy among the locals.  It's going more and more to that.  Distrust?  Limit candy intake?  Shorten the night for parents.  All fair, mind you.

I did find someone to take the extra candy.  They'll be by tomorrow.  My job is to keep out of the candy until then.  Oh, I had some.  But I think I can let the rest sit until it goes.  Had to check anyway.  It was fresh, good, as far as candy bars go these days.

I handed out just about as many dollars as treats.  Plus quarters, to those who took dollars.  Just a bit more, but maybe enough to make some think?  Am I doing right, to offer a choice?  Or that sort of choice?  I like to think... I cause even young ones to think.  I... love the... whirling little minds, as they make up their minds.  Sometimes a choice that just hasn't ever been available before.

I don't mean it to be cruel.  I... really do like to give them pause for thought.  To be honest, that is the best thing I have ever done for an adult?  I... think so.  It's one of my favorite treats... for myself.  And, I enjoy it when someone else gives me choice.  There is no mere implications of free will.  That is real.  Consequences?  Big and small, but they exist as well.  Put that dollar and quart into an old coin, or some small asset, or save up for, say, a silver coin.  Save several of those?  Or such?

Maybe nothing, but if you pay attention, and save (not money these days, but better assets, items, with the intention of getting ahead, and... you have a better chance.  Even just deciding toward wealth, or the idea of it, over instant gratification?  There is the start.

It isn't about being wealthy.  It is about being able to pay bills, live as a family, help kin and neighbors, and maybe have a bit extra for some future time, needs.  Or... that's the hope.  I think.  Goodnight.