On my way home from work one day in the 1990s as Halloween was upon us, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things. I was still in my work attire and wearing the crimped hairstyle that was popular at the time. I pushed my basket around the end of the grocery aisle and passed a mother pushing a small boy in her basket in the opposite direction. The child looked up at me with wide eyes and exclaimed loudly, “Are you a witch?!” He was very serious. His mother was embarrassed and kept on moving down the aisle away from me as fast as she could. I didn’t even have my broom with me…