I sometimes forget the significance of certain holidays. Easter is a prime example.
On Thursday before Good Friday was when I discovered it was Easter weekend approaching, because my daughter reminded me of her expectations for chocolate and eggs.
Steve, the chronic alcoholic yelled ‘Happy Easter’ to me from his sidewalk seat today and I was awakened from my thoughts of wonder (not really… I can’tremember what I was thinking) on Good Friday and Christ dying for our sins and went shopping for chocolate eggs.

Dennis Mantin
Happy Easter!
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