I knew my sign wouldn't make it through the night, and it almost didn't. A lovely group of punk kids just ran off with it. I was sitting in the front room with a window open for part of trick-or-treating time. You can't tell from outside that the window is open, and oy the comments I heard! My hero husband chased the punks down and got my sign back! They bent the stand, but I'm still putting it back out...tomorrow morning!