I haven't gotten one trick-or-treater since I moved to California. I guess living in a... gated apartment building where... nearly everyone is either an unattached immigrant from Mexico or a twenty-something white kid trying to scrape by until their "big break"... you're not going to get a lot of child-activity, are you?
Seems like almost all the Halloween activity revolves around "community centres" and "in-home events" and theme parks and haunted houses and little parking-lot carnivals and they just kinda... stage... trick or treating within the confines of those situations.
Which is sad to me but, like, I grew up in a small town at the edge of the Adirondacks where no one locks their doors so... like... perhaps I was the exception and not the other way around. Maybe in urban areas, there just never was just roving bands of ten-year-olds each accompanied by one token adult, maurauding for treats.
The other, sadder, Halloween thought is... a wedding's for the wife (or more often, the wife's mother) and maybe Halloween's for the kids and... a kid anymore I ain't, you know? Maybe it's better to be out here where the entire idea of Halloween is overconstructed and it can't depress me so much that I'm an adult, as opposed to the quiet little redneck podunk whitebread pissant mountain town of my origination.