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Have a Happy Easter

April 4, 2010 - Michael Palmer

Easter will never be the same.

My mother died last June from the side effects of cancer treatment and we made it through Christmas without her. The entire family tried very hard to maintain the holiday tradition and while it was not the same, it was still close to what our traditional celebrations had been.

Easter, well let’s just say that ain’t gonna’ happen.

Nona, as the grandchildren all called her, liked to make homemade chocolate treats and fill eggs for an Easter morning hunt. I know Christmas was her favorite holiday, but Easter came in a close second.

As far back as I can recall, my sisters all had new dresses, and if I had grown out of last year’s size, a new “Monkey Suit” was purchased in an attempt to make me look presentable for Easter Sunday church services and the following dinner. I am not sure if they called it a “Monkey Suit” because it was traditionally purchased at the Montgomery “Monkey” Wards department store or because as a young child I resembled one of those little wind up toys with a vest that played the cymbals and hopped around on the floor.

As a child, there was the so called “Blue Law” that forbid non-essential business from opening on Sunday and on Easter Sunday especially there was not going to be anything open. This forced families to find other things to do on Easter so we would decide on which family member’s home would be hosting Easter dinner and all meet there after church for a pot luck feast.

That was then and this is now, and this year it will not be a family oriented Easter for us. My wife flew out to spend Easter with my niece in Seattle, Washington and took grand baby Zoey with her. My dad now has a girl friend and they are having her family over for Easter this year, so my sisters and their brood of young egg hunters will be staying at home for their own celebrations.

Meaning that for the first time in 50 years, no egg hunt on Easter morning, no smell of a delicious lunch feast. No family get together with kids buzzing around on a sugar high. Sadly there will also not be any yummy leftovers for supper tonight.

The ingredients for my “Cheesy Hash Brown Potatoes” sit idly in the refrigerator and the yams and marshmallows went up the hill to Dad’s house because he forgot to buy any this week for his dinner.

I will most likely get an invite for leftovers there if the crowd clears out early, but I get the felling that this is just the first of many holidays that will fall to the wayside.

My severe sea sickness should prevent me from having to endure an Easter cruise with thousands of other “old farts” with modern “atomic age” families that do their own thing for the holidays.

I will not let it get me down though, while these times are tough on us all, I can sit here and spend my morning counting my blessings. There are many who would wish to be so fortunate this holiday.

So…. Happy Easter to everyone, I am going on my own hunt, to see if Zoey left a piece of candy behind I can steal. I know I am not supposed to have it, but hey, it’s Easter and I am skipping a big dinner, just one piece wont kill me.

 

 
 

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Easter 1965 - Location: Cadiz, Ohio, What is now the Dairy section of Coffy's market.