It was the first Easter after my maternal Grandfather had passed away and the first Easter after my parents separated. Mom bought me a mustard-colored suit and white anklets and gloves. Grandma bought the white patent shoes.
Somehow things were ever so different, we wouldn't go to the farm this Easter, but we would stay at home with my Dad's parents. Oh my Mom bought me a watch too, my very first watch, and I took it apart to see what made it work. No one seemed to mind. Now I know it was because Mom bought it that they didn't care. My Dad was given custody of me by the Judge. I never understood that either until I was much older.
Custody and divorce were words I didn't understand, words I heard in hushed tones, as if a conspiracy was afoot at our place. No divorces in our family, that I had ever heard of. Lots of family stories and secrets I never knew until years later.
Things that happened in our house, stayed in our house, you know like what happens in Vegas stays in Vagas?
A little past Easter, my Mom showed up at school with baby chicks in a huge box. I was very frightened. I didn't know why just that I was to be afraid and to run home. So I did.
To this day chickens make me sick to the pit of my stomach and I don't eat birds of any kind. Sometimes in my life I have become almost vegetarian, I like fresh fruit and vegetables. Well, that's one of my Easter tales from my youth. But it turns out well in 30 some years or so. lol
Easter Morning - Comes The Dawn,
Children playing in their Easter best out on the lawn.
"Time for Sunday School and Church", Mother calls.
Little Susie having fun, begins to stall.
Bobby and Lana take her by the hand and lead her to the car.
They want to hear Aunt Beth play her guitar.
Easter service is one of their favorites as Aunt Beth always plays for Children's church.
They don't want to be late and for a seat have to search.
Years roll on, and the children are grown with some of their own.
It always amazes Mother how the time has just flown.
Today, Easter Morning - Comes the Dawn.
Grandchildren playing out on the lawn.
Aunt Beth will not be playing for Children's Church.
Her guitar will be played by her son, Uncle Birch.
Aunt Beth will hold her great niece on her lap while they listen and enjoy.
Easter Morning - Comes the Dawn, full circle with another generation of girls and boys.
© By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@comcast.net)
The blessings of Easter..
You might get new clothes to wear to church.
If you did, you weren't allowed to wear them anywhere else.
By the time you went to put them on again...
They didn't fit.
You got an Easter Basket..
And it was full of great stuff, and a few hard-boiled eggs.
You liked boiling them, you really LOVED dying them..But..
You didn't like eating them.
A reverse Easter Egg hunt! You peeled them and tossed them out in the back yard. Out of sight, out of mind.
Took Mom a while to catch on to that.
You got to go to the fussy Aunt's house for Easter dinner.
Your cousins...both boys and older than you...got to go out side.
They were expected to come in dirty because "Boys will be boys."
You were told to sit still and stay clean.
You wished you were a boy too.
One year when you were all grown up and all of you were married with children..we were all in our mid-20's to early 30's..
My cousin Leo asked me to pass the dinner rolls...I did.
I threw one at him! His brother Terry laughed and threw one at him too. Then he threw one at me. Our parents were all sitting right there and watched us be idiots.
The "Fussy" Aunt almost had a heart attack! She sent us to the kitchen to eat, like she did when we were kidlets.
My Uncles were laughing like hyenas and we thought they might join in any minute.
That was probably one of my favorite Easter memories.
© By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)