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As a little kid in a house that was pretty religious and also did the non-religious stuff like hiding the Easter basket for me and my 2 older brothers to find, it was always something to look forward to on Easter Sundays. Mind you, my brothers are 6 and 8 years older than I am and I can remember their indifference to the whole thing. But being a little kid, I was into it.
I remember an Easter conversation I was having with my Dad around 95 or 96, not long before he died. I asked why it always seemed like my basket was hidden under the kitchen sink with all the cleaners and poisons and stuff. My Dad was awesome and gave me a hilarious response that I will never forget.
He said, “Aw damn, son. Your mother was the one trying to kill you, not me.” If you knew my Dad, this was a pretty fitting quote. That guy was awesome and I still miss him every day. He always loved Easter and pretty much life in general.
Happy Easter everyone. Whether you’re a believer or not, hope it’s a good day for you.