When my son was younger I decorated like mad for Halloween -- and since I was a Den Mother, there were always parties with lots of games and fun. We even had a graveyard in the front of our house.
Over the years my faith life changed to a more traditional outlook and I guess that was a significant influence, but what really did it for me was 9-11. We were close enough to see the towers fall and knew many who were lost or who worked in the ruins. That was the year I threw out my graveyard and everything else. That year I had two pumpkins: one with the towers and one with a cross.