So I grew up in the city of neighborhoods. As a kid in the 70s we used pillowcases to collect the candy. We got so much candy, we went home 1/2-way through, dumped the pillowcase and went back out for another pillowcase full. Mom made special Halloween boxes: shoe boxes covered in Halloween contact paper (does contact paper even exist any more?). All candy was full-sized.
Aunts, uncles, cousins hung out after trick or treating, trading candy, eating grapes and nuts. Adults drinking wine or high balls, kids drinking apple cider.
Fast forward to the 90s/00s. Still living in the hood, but passing out “fun” size candy–2 or 3 per kid. Lots of neighbors stop because–horrors–churches/youth groups from unsafe neighborhoods bring their kids to our neighborhood. SMH . . . they’re kids and they’re unfailingly polite. Probably went through 20 bags of candy on Halloween.
Then I moved to the burbs. My first four years I passed out “fun” size–3 or 5 per kid. I bought like I lived in the city: I think I just finished last Halloween’s candy last week. Now I am back to full-sized Hershey’s, Reese’s, Kit-Kats because there just aren’t that many kids and they have to trek up 1/4 mile drive to get the candy.
ETA: Whatever happened to 5th Avenue Bars? They were a favorite.