Easter Weekend Memories

When I was a little girl, Easter was a big deal.  We always went to church every single Sunday and I actually loved Sunday School.

Good Friday was always celebrated by a hike for us kids.  We’d pack up a lunch…..or maybe our Mom did it for us…probably.  Then we would start out with other neighbourhood friends for our annual Good Friday walk down Queenston Road, Hamilton to Stoney Creek Battlefield.  It must have been about 10 kms or so each way along mostly rural roads.  We talked and laughed along the way and had a great time.  At the Battlefield, we ate our lunch and climbed up and down the stairs to to “lookout”, which was closed down at the time.  After hanging around for an hour, we headed back home.  When we got to Red Hill Creek, we often cut through the woods to get home.  It was a great day and eventually always ended in rain showers (well that’s what my memory says).

New Easter Clothes c.1959

New Easter Clothes c.1959

Easter Sunday was equally memorable.  I can remember one Easter especially when I was about 7 years old:  all three of us girls got new dresses, socks, shoes, gloves, hats, and spring jackets for Easter Sunday church.  I don’t EVER remember getting an entire outfit like that!   My Mom was a stay-at-home Mother and my Dad worked 2-3 jobs to support our family in the ’50s, so to get an entire outfit was really something special.  We lived in new, low-income, Post World War II housing at the edge of the city with forests and creeks in our ‘backyards’…..  I honestly don’t remember the Easter Bunny, but do remember our coloured, wicker Easter Baskets which we kept throughout our childhood.

Easter 'Eggs'

*  After I grew up, married, and had children of my own, Easter took on a new significance.  I became the “Easter Bunny” much to delight of my children.  We’ed cook eggs and the kids would colour them.  As they got older, I’d hide candy throughout the house, late Saturday night, for the children to find Easter morning.  I stopped hiding jelly beans when I discovered that our cat had been licking them through the night and the dog just ate them!  Foil wrapped little football eggs all the way, plus some marshmallow-type eggs (and the pets spent the night out in the mudroom).   It’s always SO funny when someone finds an Easter ‘egg’ months and months later, forgotten in it’s hiding spot.   My two youngest children still at home (17 and 20 years old) don’t hunt for hidden Easter eggs anymore since I can’t stay up later than them to hide them…..

Easter has been full of ‘Events’ too.  While at Gramma and Grampa’s in the mid-’80s, my third son Taylor tried to get an easter egg hidden up on the fireplace mantle.  The footstool he stood on,  twirled unexpectedly and down he went, landing on the fireplace tools.  He had quite a gash in the back of his head, so off we went to the local hospital for stitches.  Fast forward to the mid-’90s when my seventh child, Melvin fell down the last two steps trying to keep up to his siblings during the Easter Egg hunt.  We spent Easter Sunday at the hospital as he broke his elbow and had to be put into a cast.

Nowadays, Easter weekend is abit more low key.  This year, the family is gathering here for Easter Dinner on Saturday.  It sounds like it’s going to be a nice day outside so maybe we can spend some time outdoors at the river, perhaps straightening up the dock.  It’s even dry enough this year for a hike to ‘Warriors’ – my childrens’ “secret” fort……

I hope everyone has an enjoyable Easter weekend!

Spring @ the River

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Iona
    Apr 06, 2012 @ 19:22:47

    Love it!!… I have a picture of the 3 of us and our beloved mother dressed up in those brand new Easter outfits you’re talking about!!!.. Wow – weren’t we something else!!… I remember that day like it was yesterday!!!… What great fun we had as children… So lucky to have had the parents we were blessed with… They were truly special people…..xo

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  2. Maureen Sinclair
    Apr 07, 2012 @ 11:45:36

    Great Story & great picture,, You had wonderful parents. Which will not be forgotten by me, Had goods times with them & all of you.Take care , Have a wonderful day. xo

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  3. Iona
    Apr 07, 2012 @ 20:39:11

    Check out the snazzy jackets and coats on the four of us!!!…. They were some kind of wild!!!… I wonder if Faye couldv’e gotten her jacket any tighter around her neck!!…LOL….Right in style with today’s digs!!….Dad obviously was taking the picture!!… Good choice on his part!!…LOL…

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