To me, it's more than just a commercial holiday - it's tradition. It starts really, with my family making trips to the pumpkin patch ('ole Butler's Orchard for my weekly local reference that only Mandark get), going on hay rides, drinking hot apple cider to keep warm and all that fun season stuff.
But then you've got the horror films on TV. The daylight sets differently. Even the air feels different.
Nothing beats the warm glow of my orange lights, the cold October air, that familiar Halloween theme and movie on the tube, the sound of kids and troublemakers in the background and the smell of pumpkins burning out.
That hour between 9 PM and 11 PM, where everything begins to die out, but Halloween is still in full force - that's my favorite.
It's a great holiday.