Halloween and the Giants Parade
Two celebrations stacked on one day. The morning was the Halloween party — a witch, a princess, and a cat with drawn-on whiskers all at the same purple spiderweb table, working through plates of popcorn and grapes off pumpkin-face paper plates.
Then downtown for the Giants parade. We watched from a window a few floors above Market at Post, which turned out to be the only sane way to do it — down on the street people were standing on ladders and climbing the bus shelter to see over each other. Confetti cannons went off along the corridor and the stuff hung in the air between the buildings for whole minutes at a time.
The broadcasters came through first on a red double-decker — Jon Miller on one side, Kruk and Kuip on the other — and the crowd closed in behind it and followed. Then the players' buses, each one numbered like a jersey: Belt, 09, balloons tied to the rail, somebody spraying champagne off the top deck straight into the confetti. The parade kept going toward City Hall. Plenty of the crowd was in costume too, which on this day made a certain amount of sense.