If it wasn't a meeting night we would turn off all the lites and hide out away from windows and that would pretty much eliminate any one stopping at our door. If they did we just didn't answer. Fortunatly our house never got egged or anything like that.
The first Halloween that I can remember was a Tuesday night bookstudy (I think?) and my parents warned me not to open the door. While my mother was upstairs getting ready for the meeting some trick or treaters knocked. I answered the door and there was three kids, one of them was either Frankenstein or the Hulk (cant remember for sure which one but I do recall him being green). So I yell upstairs to my mother that there were some monsters on our door step that wanted to talk to her. LOL.
Needless to say my parents were upset with me for not listening to them. I cant remember anything else after that, probablly because they beat me to a pulp for insubordination (just kidding). But from then on, Halloween was always an event that I watched trough a closed bedroom window or an automobile window on my way to a meeting. Great childhood, huh?