Needless to say, this was one of Carl's stellar costume moments. His wife doesn't look too shabby either. The occasion was a Halloween party thrown by Ohio neighbors, Howard and Norma Lamprecht. Their costumes were hand made except for Carl's red tights. No cheap store-bought costumes were acceptable at a Lamprecht Halloween party.
Those tights took on a life of their own later that same year when first-grader, Scotty, informed his mother at 9:00 p.m. one evening that he had to be a pixie for their Christmas play tomorrow.
There was no time to shop. In a frantic, last-minute effort to make her son look good at this late date, Scotty's mom looked through her fabric scraps and managed to sew a blue & white pixie shirt, a red felt pixie hat, and felt pointed slippers to be worn over regular shoes. The next morning Scotty completed his costume with the above red tights, pulled up as far as they would go on his little pixie legs and held there with rubber bands.
A couple of days later, Scotty's teacher relayed the following conversation to his mom:
Little girl classmate: "I'm wearing my sister's tights."
Scotty: "Big deal! I'm wearing my Dad's tights!"
The teaching staff at Colonial Hills Elementary School never viewed Carl in quite the same way after that.
