First we will revisit Far Guy’s Easter memories. It was a snowy Easter that year, they are standing in front of the of the house you can see the highway and the forestry trees in the background.
Far Guy holding the Easter eggs and his sister holding a purse and wearing a Easter hat/bonnet. This photo was taken in 1955. Far Guy says he remembers that day because he wasn’t very happy to get all dressed up….he didn’t like the bow tie. Easter dinner would have been at his paternal grandparents home… chicken dinner with noodles and pie and lots of times it was blueberry. His maternal Grandmother was in the sanatarium because she had TB in the early 1950’s….visits to her were restricted and the children were only allowed to see her through a big window.
This one was taken in 1958 and it is me along with my baby brother we have Easter baskets. The photo was taken in the house at the farm, we are standing in front of the door that led upstairs.
It was traditional to go to my maternal grandparents home every Sunday for dinner and Easter Sunday was not much different…ham, chicken and scalloped potatoes with a few more jello salads to melt into a rainbow of colors on your plate and many desserts. My paternal grandfather became a widower in 1953 so family meals and big get togethers didn’t happen very often.
One thing I recall the eggs that we colored on Saturday would show up in our Easter Baskets and from there they would go to a soup bowl on the table to be eaten during the week…sometimes the dye would infiltrate the eggs and they would be turned bright colors.