Easter Clothes

 

I have this stack of faded photos I was going to post in a series, but I got distracted, so before I go back to faded photo land, an Easter themed photograph. 

Written on the back, "Easter 1954 Mike-6 1/2 yrs.  Linda-4 1/2 yrs.  Green dress, white shoes, socks, purse & gloves.  Blue suit, brown shoes, white shirt and brown bow tie."  I guess the parents were worried that they wouldn't remember what their children were wearing. 

B.A.B.B.

Written on the back, "Don, B.A., B.B., Willard at 7333 Lindell, Easter, 1948-MDS."  I have to wonder, were any of these four a doctor?  If it were still 1948, I would have wondered if Don and Willard were doctors and if B.A., and B.B were nurses. 

It's The Hat

When I was growing up, Easter was the time of year when ladies bought new hats.  I still don't know why hats are associated with the Resurrection. Dated "March 1952" 

Easter Sunday Morn

Well, the title of this post is what's written on the back.  Yes, it's almost Easter and just in case I'm not able to post anything this Sunday, I'm putting this one up know.  I have to say, when I was a kid I hated Easter.  I've never been a believer.  Even as a child, I didn't see the sense of religion.  Despite that disbelief, my mother made me go to church.  Happily I had an out.  My believing mother was like a lot of Christians.  Her church attendance was limited to the big religious holidays, so I was free to skip out the back door.  But on Easter, it wasn't just the risk of being ratted out by my sister, it was Mom sitting next to me in the pew with that be a good boy or else glare.

I hope they took the dog with them.  I still wouldn't have been a believer, but I might have been willing to sit through Sunday school and those long, boring sermons if I could have taken my dog.