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Carol Perkins: A time of traditions and spiritual renewal

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By Carol Perkins

How did that Easter bunny get those baskets in the front door? For many years, I pondered that question as I anticipated the night before Easter Sunday about the arrival of my basket.

Just as magical as Santa leaving gifts under the tree, the bunny had powers. My basket was loaded with candy sitting on a bed of grass. No one bought a pre-made basket back then. My brother and I protected our favorites and swapped what we were willing to give up. By the time my second brother came along, I no longer looked for the bunny.

Easter activities began on Thursday night at my house with the dying of the hard-boiled eggs.


What a mess all over the kitchen with the different pans of hot water and the little colored pills dropped in each one.

With the egg on the wire holder, I dipped them and watched as they turned yellow, green, blue, or red. Each of us students took six eggs to school on Friday, so the upperclassmen could hide them all over the playground. Never good at finding eggs unless one happened to roll over my toe, I might have two in my basket when I went back to the room. However, the boys found plenty. When some of them cracked open the shells and gobbled down the cold insides, I gagged. To this day, I hate the smell of boiled eggs, and I'm certainly not eating one.

On Sunday morning, churchgoers sported new spring outfits. Pretty dresses with "stand out" slips, patent leather shoes shined with a bold biscuit (made from lard), straw purse, a hat and gloves made the perfect outfit.

Boys always wore a tie, a cotton shirt (tucked inside his pants) and new leather shoes. Most of the new shoes left blisters. I couldn't wait until I was in the seventh grade so I could wear my first pair of heels on Easter.

Mothers wore hats, new dresses, new purses, gloves, matching shoes, and usually a corsage. Fathers might have a new hat.

Families also gathered for lunch or supper of baked ham and all the sides. Another egg hunt might occur with cousins, usually using leftover eggs from school. By then, the smell was rank. My Easter memories are precious.

Easter is a time of traditions and spiritual renewal. Happy Easter, my friends.


Follow Susan and Carol-Unscripted on 99.1 the Hoss in Edmonton on Tuesdays from 10amCT to 11amCT and replay on Sundays from 4pmCT to 5pmCT. Listen to Carol's podcast at spreaker.com/user/carolandcompany for entertaining stories and a replay of Susan and Carol-Unscripted.


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