{"id":1126,"date":"2007-04-08T01:29:00","date_gmt":"2007-04-08T01:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=1126"},"modified":"2014-10-01T03:34:52","modified_gmt":"2014-10-01T03:34:52","slug":"easter-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=1126","title":{"rendered":"Easter memories"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/04\/easter-copy.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050837016350609698\" style=\"FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/04\/easter-copy-282x300.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">Here&#8217;s a silly Easter photo from 1973. Maybe I just finished tramping through my mother&#8217;s tulips and that accounts for why I look so gleeful! Although it&#8217;s probably hard to be anything but merry when you&#8217;re not quite 3 and full of candy. <\/span><\/p>\n<div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">Looking through old photo albums, most Easter photos were posed on this side of the house with a few bedraggled tulips in the background or my brothers and I were posed beneath the blooming crabapple that was on the other side of the house. There&#8217;s not much blooming here in NJ now besides daffodils, so I wonder what parents will do in the morning after church for photos.<\/span><\/div>\n<p><\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">Growing up, the night before Easter was when we did eggs. I remember my mother had a particular pot she always used to boil eggs in &#8211; it had some type of white coating on it &#8211; and I remember the house filled with the smell of vinegar. We were always very anxious to get started, but she never was and now that I&#8217;ve colored eggs with little kids a few times, I understand her reluctance to have to clean up afterwards. By that time we were bored with eggs and she had the mess to contend with.<\/span><\/div>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/04\/letter-copy.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050844708637036866\" style=\"FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/04\/letter-copy-237x300.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">The Easter Bunny always brought baskets of candy and hid our colored eggs. There was usually an egg hidden in my slippers and the baskets were usually hidden behind the drapes in the dining room. The rest of the eggs might be hidden anyhere in the house and I wonder how my parents kept track of all of them in case we didn&#8217;t find a few. After our Easter egg hunt we got dressed and went to church, came home for photos and then made the long trip to my grandparent&#8217;s in North Jersey for dinner with the relatives.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/p>\n<div>If you click on the little pic at right, you ought to be able to read a letter I wrote to the Easter Bunny when I was nine. My brother Brian found it when we were cleaning out my dad&#8217;s house and thought I should save it. I get a laugh from reading my not so subtle suggestions about how much I liked candy on Easter!<\/p>\n<p>Wishing a joyful Easter to all. What will you be doing? Feel like sharing any Easter memories?<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here&#8217;s a silly Easter photo from 1973. Maybe I just finished tramping through my mother&#8217;s tulips and that accounts for why I look so gleeful! Although it&#8217;s probably hard to be anything but merry when you&#8217;re not quite 3 and full of candy. 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