Twenty or 30 years ago, the night before Halloween was a bigger deal than Halloween in some circles.
I will admit that, as a young man growing up in the suburbs, I looked forward to Cabbage Night, aka "mischief night" almost as much as Halloween's candy influx.
Eggs, shaving cream, tomatoes, toilet paper, fireworks and pumpkins all were tools of the trade for Cabbage Night mayhem. And cars, houses and even our friends were all fair game, my brothers and I targeted as well during our neighborhood wars.
I still remember how difficult it was to get dried egg off the paint of my first car, a 1978 Pontiac Grand Prix.
Local police agencies don't even bump up their staffs anymore for Cabbage Night, it has become such a non-entity. Glens Falls Police Detective Lt. Peter Casertino said his department didn't have a single call Monday night that was linked to any type of mischief night activities.
(It's a far cry from what I was just reading about on Facebook at the corner of Kensington and Horicon in Glens Falls years ago, that sounded like a fun time!)
-- Don Lehman